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Click hereSue Elaine drew a horse
and it pranced right off the page,
galloping merrily around the bedroom.
Mummy called up the stairs to be quiet
it sounds like you have a horse up there.
Sue Elaine smiled her secret smile,
the one that worried Daddy sometimes.
SeaBlonde whiffled down his nose
in friendly greeting, so she climbed
upon his broad back and as they cantered
out the window Mummy wondered
what had been broken now.
Poetry Survivor
Poets Choice
of the gap of imagination between childhood and adulthood. Loved it.
With a title like that I had to check out your poem and it is every bit as good as the title. I loved the secret smile that worries daddy. My daughter has one as well.
of course, I have no constructive FB. I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed your poem-story. You have blossomed into such a lovely poetess. I always enjoy reading you!
~ hugs, NJ
This made me smile. It really reminded me of that Helen Reddy song, Angy Baby. I often wonder what my son gets up to when I am not looking. Now I know.