Poetry

MY BOYS

MY BOYS BOTH LOVE
THEY LOVE WITH BIG LOVE
CATS, DOGS AND MOM
AND JUST BEING HOME

AT HOME THEY KNOW IT ALL
THE EXACT SPOT OF SNACKS AND BALL
GAMES, BIKES, BOOTS AND CAPS
AND PETS THAT JUMP IN LAPS

WHEN IT’S HOT THEY SWIM
UNTIL DAYLIGHT IS DIM
YOU WOULD THINK IT’S A FISH
SWIMMING SMOOTH AND SWIFT

EVEN WHEN IT’S COLD
YOU’LL FIND THEM OUTSIDE
SLIDING IN THE SNOW
BOTH SIDE BY SIDE



THEY FINALLY COME INSIDE
WHEN LUNCH WAFTS BY THE NOSE
NO CALL IS EVEN NEEDED
BECAUSE THE TUMMY ALWAYS KNOWS

THEY THANK MOM
ONCE THE STUFFING IS COMPLETE
TUMMY’S ALL FULL
AND THEY DON’T MISS A BEAT

BACK OUTSIDE, THEY QUICKLY GO
NOT WANTING TO MISS A BIT OF SUN…MAYBE SNOW
THE THING THAT MAKES THEM NUTS
IS WHEN MOM HAS TO SAY, “NO”

LIFE IS GOOD, LIFE IS FUN
WHEN YOU LOVE THOSE TOYS
BUT LIFE IS BEST
WHEN YOU GET LOVED BY BOYS

33 lines, by Cassie
A Poem with no R’s