February wasn't all wind and snow,
around the corner the dogwood tree
has bloomed before the Crack willow!
Hummingbirds start warbling again,
to awaken the old oaks in Lindenwood
and remind them they'll be all green!
Looking outside, one feels kind of happy,
this early spring has come to cheer up;
aunt Mary discovered the first, lovely lily!
Noticing the rockless coast slammed by waves,
I retrieve to safety: vast is the bleak, roaring sea;
so amazed at how this scenic wilderness stupefies!
Categories:
stroller, beauty, emotions, february, joy,
Form: Terza Rima
Baby in a STROLLER - A Haiku
wintertime covered
beautiful a, Baby sleeps
into the stroller
2/15/23
Written words© by James Edward Lee Sr.2023©
Categories:
stroller, adventure, baby, caregiving, endurance,
Form: Haiku
Stroller and Broiler and a Molar
Had been boiling eggs in a broiler,
And took son for ride in a stroller;
Wheels went round,
On the ground,
While he had grown another molar.
Jim Horn
Categories:
stroller, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
here there
everywhere
cold rain or sunshine
they walk by signs
some or in lines
with sister and brothers
its
STROLLER
BABY AND MOTHER
Categories:
stroller, adventure, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Light Verse
everyday they come our way
they pass by
it catch your eye
some have folder
not mabe
MOTHER BAY AND STROLLER
Categories:
stroller, adventure, birthday,
Form: Light Verse
this is not a dream
theyer or a team
babies born
in world that's torn
they grow and mother know
get them around
up and down they or bolder
this is not mabe
MOTHER BABIES AND STROLLER
Categories:
stroller, adventure, baby,
Form: Light Verse
on a warm day
they go to play
make start
to the park
they love they swing
and other park things
some mother have three
here what it be
no carry on shoulder
ITS
mother kids and stroller
Categories:
stroller, adventure, children,
Form: Light Verse
its what it take
to lift the weight
and walk alone
as you go on on
this is not mabe
if you have baby
its easy on the shoulder
to have a
BABY STROLLER
Categories:
stroller, adventure, child,
Form: Light Verse
This stroller that I have pushed
with my babies tucked inside,
Has now become vacant
their mother causing us to divide.
The seasons have come and gone
and for reasons to her are known.
My stroller still remains empty
and my children have now grown.
This stroller that I speak of
is what others call their heart
And it shall continue to remain empty
as long as we're apart.
Categories:
stroller, depression, lost love, sad,
Form: Rhyme