Roses, who knows
Diamonds on your toes
I’m glad I have a home
Did you know it’s bad luck not to have a gnome
Did you know you are never alone
Come and see me sometime. I have a very nice tone
Bowing at your presence, I really am in the zone
Come, let’s have tea you don’t have to be on your own
Clowning around There is a good heart
It brings chills to the bones
Alone together there is a certain tone
Laughter when we have to say good bye, you really do have to go
Who knows, you may come back someday to my very loving home
My home is always open, if you ever want to roam
Tonight I say goodnight, I await the next day I am never on my own
A bit of doodle writing in poetry form
Who knows,maybe someone will roam
Leave a comment