PAD Challenge day 18: It’s a Tuesday, which means we’ve got two prompts today:
- Write a sweet poem.
- Write a sour poem.
Oh, wall where bluebells crawl
Oh dell, where sunbeams fell
Oh, silver stream where day and dream
Spin summer's citadel
Oh hill, where flowers spill
Oh, lane of dust-sweet rain
Oh, mourning dove in morning grove
When will you come again?
Oh, tree of green-leaf glee
Oh, bloom of pink-froth plume
Oh, garden path where child-feet splash
Through heaven's waiting room
Oh, darling bud's of May
Oh, spiraling caress
Of golden-drizzled middle-day
Sun-sweet with happiness
Oh, do you lie beneath
The sour, glow'ring scowl
Where winter's young gales storm and seethe
And spill God's sugar bowl
The plan was to take a picture of above hill today but I only made it about halfway...
...I kept getting stuck and the wind would push me over!!
Sweet Boy, Sour Scowl (an hour ago;-)
He cries and stamps his foot because
He cannot come to play
(In spite of School Snow day and all)
At Janet's house today
Janet chuckles as she replies,
'How sweet is that!' His mom
Stares at Boy's sour, sour scowl
Because he cannot come
...to Janet's house today to play,
Nobody wants to drive,
We tell him then, it is because
We want to stay alive!!!
I love those little guys:)