Joy's Terse Verse

That's Me

Listening, glistening
like a little lamb-
soft sweet and innocent-
that's what I am.

Clopping, hopping
like a little horse-
loud alive with laughter-
that's me of course.

Dancing, prancing
like a little bird-
happy and snappy-
that's how I'm heard.

Swirling, curling
like a little fish-
swimming in sparkle-
that's what I wish.

Lazing, dazing
like a little cow-
lost in the open-
that's me somehow.

Clucking, plucking
like a little chick-
living the moment-
that's me I think.

Joy Weare.
11th December, 2006.


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