My little Nonie
Once had a bear
She carried it around
She took it everywhere
She held it and kissed it
And even took it to bed
When she was a sleep
It was snuggled up to her head
She took it to town
Holding it close to her
At times she'd get stuff
Stuck all over its fur
That poor bear
Had seen its better days
But Nonie didn't care
She had to have her way
She would get mad, if someone
Took it from her hand
And she didn't care
If it was a woman or a man
If she would lose it
She would cry for hours
Her tears would pour
Like water from the shower
YOU ARE READING
Allowing You To See Inside Me
PuisiThis is a book of my poetry, the title is exactly what it is this is me this is who i am my feelings, my life, this is my stories. Some of the poems comes with a short paragraph at the end to tell my readers what inspired my poem i truly hope yall d...
