Our father liked to play a game.
He played that he was dead.
He took his thick black glasses off
and stretched out on the bed.
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Beautiful poem indeed. Packed with fun and suspense. Loved it.
I smiled and laughed aloud at this one—which is what a humorous poem should do. Good one! -Glen
A nice inscription has been made on Playing Dead. Beautiful poem really.
Death Oh! No dead But alive in the stagnant human conscience.../// great
Good entertainment reading the poem. Thanks for sharing,10 points.
His topics go from this ludicrous verse to the power and glory of Steppingstone? Color me puzzled by this poem's presence here.
Such a pretty poem by Andrew Hudgins.....