Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
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Wow dearpoet, such a beautiful and lovely poem. Thanks for the sharing.
No matter your age - remember to make time to play. Really good poem.
The last line made me smile and made this poem worth reading for me. -GK
Always funny your poetry brightens my day..
ahhhh....that last line tells all, does it not? To sacrifice a lifetime of fun for a facade of order and presentability. Another reminder that perhaps much simple wisdom is lost in the journey from childhood to codgerhood.
a brilliant poem of having good childish not so clean fun? ........well penned
A sweet poem of pranks played by a child. Flow and rhyming simply beautiful. Thanks for posting and Congrats.
I got it from finding a lost silver mine And eating sweet blackberries right off the vine. I got it from ice cream and wrestling and tears And from having more fun than you've had in years. a very fine poem. tony