Bouncy, bouncy
the baby jumped and jumped
up and down, bobbing and dancing
Squeaky spring loaded action
hanging from the doorway
Bouncy, bouncy, squeak
giggle, giggle, squeak
Quiet for a moment
then a flurry of more excitement
……………………………………………
I want one!
So, once, the story
went one way, full of pain
and drama and woe
Then he decided
to make up a new past
and he created a masterpiece story
Suddenly, the sun got brighter
his footstep lightened
and the birds sang at his mirth…
Abandon not
your hopes of far reaches
In the day to day
keeping up of things
For each day, you can begin again
The happy striving
And begin again and again…
until before long, you’ll have a string of days
of hope and happiness
There was a group of little critters
who thought my ankles were tasty fritters
Their little hearts went all a’ twitter
as they munched and crunched away
They ate fast, they didn’t dither
as chances of survival started to wither
And I walked hither and thither
so, they didn’t have long to stay
This ain’t a eulogy of dead bug sadness
for critters succumbed to munching madness
Because I’ve gleaned a bit of gladness
telling their story, I’m happy to say
