PAPA
By Mae
papa goes into the trees
looking for elk and trees and trees
he goes into the forest
and finds antlers, but no buffalo
he comes back home
with his antlers
he always finds antlers
and pennies
in the forest
When you look at your life, the greatest happinesses are family happinesses. -- Joyce Brothers
2 comments:
Mae,
Your poems make my eyes leak :) Keep writing! I love you~Aunt Misty
Dear Mae- I just LOVE that poem!!! I can't wait until you write another one! Love Molly
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