Archive for March 13, 1987

A Lost Glove

Posted: March 13, 1987 in Poetry
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A single red mitten
Lay upon the new fallen snow
Freezing.
Without the inner warmth
Of a radiant child’s hand
Lonely.
So I rescued the glove
And off to the lost and found it goes
Recovered.
A little girl inquires
And receives her lost red glove
Reunited.

Dictionary

Posted: March 13, 1987 in Poetry
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A big fat unabridged dictionary
Sat upon the shelf
Thinking and cogitating
Upon the nature of itself.

It knew what every word meant
Its knowledge was its might
But this ability did the book no good
For it had no power to write.