Poems

In recognigiton of National Poetry Month, today  I am posting three recent poems by my grandson, Lachlan Wesley Tweedie Howard, age 7:

I'm Dining on Very White Lettuce

I'm dining on very white lettuce,
And though it may seem very queer,
The lettuce I'm dining is not all white,
Though some parts are partially clear.

I'm dining on very white lettuce,
I say "More lettuce please!"
Yep, this is what happens when you're dining on lettuce,
with very, very white cheese.

Clouds

Clouds, Oh dark and stormy

Oh, clouds that I adore

Cover the golden path of the sun

To sweep shadows ‘cross the floor

Teeth

Your teeth, your teeth, your teeth

They sure could use some brushing

If you don’t brush, they’ll turn to mush

Your teeth, your teeth, your teeth.

You are welcome to share your original poems in a comment.

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