Grandchild art; the best. most serious kind. This is from the recent visit.
Recently I read a recommendation for the verse of British poet Wendy Cope. So I got a couple of her books. Here's an example:
The Orange
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange--
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave--
They got quarters and I had a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It's new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I'm glad I exist.
Wendy Cope,
from Two Cures for Love, Faber (U.K.) 2008, page 28.
OK. Three four-line stanzas, rhyming ABAB. A light touch; no fancy words.
Nothing that important, but one feels a little happier after reading it.
Nothing that important, but one feels a little happier after reading it.
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