Please help me find my marbles
They’re no where to be found
I had them only yesterday
Then my ship just ran aground
I saw them rolling off the deck
Into the frothy drink
I’d really like to get them back
Without them I can’t think
I really like the cat’s eyes
They help me see at night
The steelies help me with resolve
In case I have to fight
I kind of like the plain ones too
All the colors I hold dear
But my favorites are the puries
They help me keep my life’s goals clear
So if you find my marbles
Please send them back to me
My scatter brain could use the help
And my marbles are the key
Copyright 2009 Patrick A. Granfors
Anna
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
You are a clever devil with words and I should visit that boat of yours to break a bottle of rum and look at pretty girls!
Georg
Regis
using marbles to create this awesome piece
I too remember my favorites "the jumbos"
could have traded 5 for 1......
Peace be with you
Be always safe,
Karen
I always wondered why we compared marbles with the brain. Now I know why. Thanks for the laugh!
Mary
Loved this
Ch'erie
As always very cute stuff, I enjoyed the way you rhymed them off.
Blessings! Jasmin Horst
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Since you say they are what keeps you going;-)methinks you'd
better get some replacements quick!lol
ET