I have my moments
Whether they’re funny or weird
They happen at random times
Sometimes I’m unaware
These are my moments.
I could be sitting down quietly
Reading or napping when suddenly
I would jump up and do something
That would make my sisters laugh
Like, babies being tickled under their toes.
These are my moments.
I could be playing or cooking
Babysitting or looking when I
Would climb up on the banister
Looking 13 feet below to what my sisters
Would call my “death.”
These are my moments
While looking 13 feet below
A thought crosses my mind
No need to say it, using prior knowledge
You should already know
These are my moments
I could crawl like a lion
Looking for its prey,
Jump out of nowhere
Scare my sister and hear them yell hey
These are my moments.
I have my moments
Whether they’re funny or weird
They happen at random times
Sometimes I’m unaware
These are my moments.
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This can't even be qualified as a poem . Oh's the wells.
