I Am Very Tired, I Am Very Merry

I am very tired,

I am very merry,

I love riding a horse,

Run as fast as a ferry.

When the fun ends,

I celebrate with my friends.

We picnic on top of the hill,

Recalling story such as Jack and Jill.

I am very tired,

I am very merry,

I love walking in an orchard,

Picking up many a cheery.

When the basket is full,

I will stop and have a drink to stay cool.

Before thunder storm strikes,

My friends and I will go home riding our bikes.

I am very tired,

I am very merry,

I know a poet whose name is Sherry,

She is sweet as a pie,

Her loving spirits will never die.

“Bless you.”, She says to everyone,

How lucky to know her, thanks to the Divine.

I am very tired,

I am very merry.

I often wonder if your go-round is also merry?

You eat an apple,

I eat a pear,

We are so different,

But we enjoy life and we care!

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This is an entry for Monday Poetry Train Revisited

Happy Monday 2 U all!

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