Sweep Soft Snowflakes
She said: ‘Sweep soft snowflakes this sunny Sunday -
Synthetic sleet, you see, from Slava’s Snow Show!’
My wife and mother managed to read it slowly.
(About my day at work for Gwendolen's contest)
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment