13 Years ago
I was in mum's womb
And now I am ready
To burst onto zoom
Quarantine birthday
Seemed like a tomb
As I sat there
Starting to fume
It's party day
Lets ditch the gloom
It's spring outside
The garden's starting to bloom
Now it's as if
The world's in my room
And at the end
No need for dad's broom
YOU ARE READING
Observations of an Urban Poet
PoetryObservations from Gritty the Urban Poet who could be any of us anywhere in any urban centre.
