Many years ago I published two books of Rhyme Poetry. Today rhyme poems are an unacceptable form for published poetry. I like to tell stories, create images with words, and tell or write stories on subjects that have a punch line at the end. After much thought, I felt a few stories or images would be acceptable to post.
The little gift of life came running through my front door.
It had two feet, a smile, and ever so much more.
The little gift rushed across the room, leaped into my arms,
Grabbed me around the neck and held on ever so tight.
I don’t know who was more excited, yet it seemed ever so right.
If you had one gift in life that could come true.
Shouldn’t it be a child who especially loves you.
If I receive positive comments, then I will probably post additional story rhymes to share.