Poetry Thursday

 

 

My friend who is one spoiled cat gave me the picture below for the Thursday Poetry blog;-''

Franklin loved to go on hikes

He had since he was a tyke

He jumped over a crevice with glee

And that is when he lost is key

2

“Oh crap,” Franklin cried most meek

He wouldn’t get paid for a week

And no one would for free

Let him in the house without a key

3

Franklin peered into the crevice

And felt in his backpack for a device

That would bring from the ground to thee

The invaluable key

4 

But there was nothing,  not even string

That would help to him the key bring

When the sun moved and he could see

One hundred feet down to the key

5

By putting his feet and back on the opposite walls

Something that would prevent him from taking a big fall

Descending would be like climbing down a tree

And that is how he would reclaim his key

But he had not counted on gravity

6

All it took was a one misstep

To send him tumbling deep into the depth

Bouncing from rock to wall did he

Landing on the elusive key

7

Broken, busted and bleeding was he

But at least his key was returned to thee

When the sun shone down so he could see

This was not his key

8

Despondent he looked up but didn’t think it could be

His saviors, in form of men, numbering three

Who would soon make him free

Then he heard one of them say: “Hey buddy, mind throwing me up my key?”