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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