July 17, 2021

poem

 QUAINT, WHIMSIAL, LITTLE MAN

By DOT ELLIS

As walking down my hall one day,

I met my friend once more.

"Let us dance again", I say.

He said, "That I would adore."

Music started-and away we danced.

His cute little hat a--whirl.

To and forth, we pranced.  

My, My, what a beautiful World!!!!

(My imagination got away again)  Dot Ellis



     

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