Four Short Poems for you
by Joan Adams Burchell (copyright)
"Image courtesy of www.PicturesNow.com"
The Thimble
There's a thimble in my collection
- not china, pewter or gold;
A thin, silver-plated, unattractive one - and very used and old.
Yet there it is, displayed with pride, with Dickens, Royalty,
and more;
That thimble outranks any one of them; It's the one my mama wore.
Special Gift
This wonderful day has a simple
name and it's not a holiday.
It greeted me when I awoke this morn - it's name is just 'today'.
Bottomless Cup
Love is ours to give and give, yet it never disappears;
In fact, the more we give away, love grows throughout the years.
People and Flowers
How vivid the colours in the sunlight;
How tall things have grown overnight!
How the rain worked magic on thirsty roots;
How it travelled each plant and awakened more shoots.
How neither just rain or sun would do;
How much the plants are like me and you.
We need to be bathed, loved warmly and know
That to show our colours makes others grow.
