ahha Y'all are VERY Good! clap

Now let's see thinking, can I hope to compare...

Sometimes poetry flows with ease
As if adrift on gentle breeze
The words appear and are so clear
I let them flow with ne'er a fear

But sometimes my mental tongue's in knots
The flowing stops with clogs and clots
I worried this might be one of those times
When I couldn't produce a string that rhymes whew2

Oh, and I have been to Dragonwyst's site
And read poems there with great delight
With silver tongue her words are strung
I love the ones done for the young thumbup

And Jimjam your poems tickled me pink
Cute and clever, that's what I think
I loved the last bit about chores to be done
Like Dr. Suess, you made it almost sound fun!

yay