Bring That Nose Back To Earth
Please little missy, don’t turn that snoot of yours up at me,
You have it so high in the air, that it’ll get stuck in a tree.
Come down to earth my little one, where all the real people are,
And please stop acting like you’re the chosen one, or a movie star.
Beauty begins from deep inside, & then comes shining through.
Work on your heart and thoughts deep within, then others will see it in you.
So bring that nose of yours back to earth, and realize we’re all the same.
Then you will have everything you need, and all will lovingly remember your name.
Written by,
Bonnie May
I am proudly showing your poem around and getting more reviews of it on my den. Thank you.
Georg
The comments below are funny, too!
Thanks for the laughs.
Sis, Connie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Excellent writing, Bonnie; brava!
John