It can’t be said cus I’ve lost my head
forgotten more than we’ll ever know
when the big package arrived for Little Dink
simply wasn’t enough time to even think
wrapped in yellow gold with bright purple bow
looked more than 173 years old
for I knew it must be as today’s
the day of Little Dink’s birthday
so there we all sat along the floor
full of presents galore
counted more than a whopping 104!
and right in the middle an
old yellow and gold package
so when Little Dink awoke to a grand “hurrah“
then suddenly came a great hush
no one dare speak not even me
for seeing the big package Little Dink softly spoke
“from great-granny when I was 3”
how strange this tale is but it’s not over yet
for suddenly the box sprang open and there we met
Little Dink’s great-granny age 173
you’ll say this can’t be but it is though
cus their both very old trees!
Moral: Respect your elders as well as nature
- Author: Tarra Seri (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 9th, 2021 00:43
- Comment from author about the poem: These are poems with good moral values for children/youth pertaining to fear of rejection, love, respect, learning to understand oneself.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 5
Comments1
A very good poetry
Carrying such heavy meaning
You made the reader realise those who keep us protected must be respected
Late do we realise and then they are no more
Thanks dear poet for such lovely lines
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