James Horn Poet Limerick

Worm Which Would Wiggle and Squirm

Some Worm Who Would Wiggle 

Remember when there was a worm,
Who would wiggle when it did squirm;
On path appeared,
As twilight neared;
Afraid and onto branch he held firm.

Jim Horn


For Poetry Revisited's picture of a path.

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Lunita Blanca January 24, 2019 at 6:46 PM Nicely done James. James Horn January 25, 2019 at 1:49 PM Thank you green tree that there once had been blown by the wind and write a poem about did intend. Whoops. That was fields.