So… I don’t write poems. Pretty much EVER. Then one day I thought I’d be a really cool poet person and keep a notebook of all my poems I was going to write.
I wrote possibly one and a half poems (if they can even be called that).
Anyhooo, I don’t really feel like sharing my half-poem with you guys, but I can share this one. I actually entered this into a little poem contest for our school. Didn’t win. (No, I’m not bitter at all.😉)
Baby Eyes is a short poem about a little foster child we had in our home for a few months. Enjoy!
Bright eyes sparkle warm and brown,
eyes of a babe like a pearl in a crown
Her tiny fingers caress my face
I wrap her in a warm embrace
She gives a grin and runs to hide
her adorable eyes round and wide
Drool dribbles off her chin
Stealing my heart she succeeds to win
Without even trying, I love her even when she’s crying.
I hope you couldn’t see through my “total expert at writing poems” façade. Because… clearly I’m not…
Anyhow! That’s my first and probably only poem. And now, a cute little GIF that relates to my every-day life: