It is time for another installment of Poetry corner with out hosts Angel Sammy and Teddy.
They provided for photo below to inspire our poerty
Help me, help me, help me, find my Mommy
Oh please help me, I am so lonely
All I can see is pants, and ill fitting shoes
I am lost bad, all alone, and I have the blues
We came downtown to do some shopping,
And ice cream parlor hoping
I held on to Mommy’s hand until she let go
She saw a dress sale in the department store window
Now I am all alone left alone in quite a pickle
Wandering past strangers, their legs looking like denim bags of nickels
Hope dwindling down to a slow trickle
Oh Lordie Lordie where did my mom go?
Don’t you want me?
Don’t you want me no more?
Lordie, Lordie, where did my mom go?
You promised to be with me forever more
I’m looking at hundreds and hundfeds and hundreds of ugly shoes
Looking for the ones that belong to you.
Hey Lady, do you want to be my Mommy?
She lost me, the big dummy
I hope you can buy me something for me tummy
And I need to pee
Mommy, Mommy is that you?
Don’t be cross with me - who left who?
You know I see those new Jimmy Choos
For distress it is you I should sue
But I know you don’t have a dollar, never mind two
If Daddy could know what I knew
You’d be out and my new mom will make her debut
oooh that is the worst moment ever... even when shoes are in the game ;o))
ReplyDeleteWe certainly didn't expect the poem to end that way☺
ReplyDeleteThat's a great poem. It can be scary to be such a little person in a crowd like that.
ReplyDeleteWhen I see children in strollers or walking amongst crowds I think no wonder they start crying...it is scary
ReplyDeleteHugs Cecilia