Bea Yourself: Bedtime Poems II

Friday, June 16, 2006

Poem by Danielle D Curtis

Bea said...: Ro...we've gotta ge you a sound card lol; Sat Jun 17, 08:17:00 AM 2006
Osquer said...: *giggle* I'm not a morning person either!; Sat Jun 17, 02:32:00 PM 2006
Bea said...: lol Osquer lol I about fell on the floor when I came across this poem-I felt compelled to share it lol; Sat Jun 17, 02:40:00 PM 2006
Bea said...: *giggle* awww thanks PGH lol Thought I'd try something different this time. There will be more interesting poems on the way.; Sat Jun 17, 03:19:00 PM 2006
Bea said...: For Ro, since you can't hear it...

Woke early one morning,
the earth lay cool and still,
when suddenly a tiny bird,
perched on my window sill,
it sang a song so lovely,
so carefree and so gay,
that slowly all my troubles,
began to slip away,
it sang of far off places,
of laughter and of fun,
it seemed his very song,
brought out the morning sun,
I pulled back the covers,
and crept slowly out of bed,
and gently shut the window,
and crushed his freakin' head.
I am not a morning person.; Sat Jun 17, 03:52:00 PM 2006
Osquer said...: Bea: I have a request. I would LOVE to hear you read Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll! Oh please oh please oh please!; Sat Jun 17, 10:09:00 PM 2006
Bea said...: OK it's a deal Osquer. The Jabberwocky it is.; Sat Jun 17, 10:44:00 PM 2006