I asked my dear beloved husband
However did you get up in the mango tree?
He replied by saying
I thought I heard the golden monkey calling me.
I looked, I looked but there was no golden monkey in sight.
My poor old husband was giving me a fright.
I hold my heart and cry,
My dear beloved husband if you fall you might die.
He looks at me and smile,
My dear beloved wife you worry too much
For if I fall the ground I wouldn’t touch.
Then what would you touch, I asked?
For the ground is all I see.
He then smiled at me.
My dear beloved wife you are standing under the tree.
For if I fall your body will cushion me.
YOU ARE READING
Book of words.
PoetryWriting down what I feel at the moment I feel it has always work for me. I will no longer have that weight or burden to carry around anymore, It frees me. I just want to share them with you guys. I hope you like them, so enjoy reading them just as...
