CRACK!
The cot is damaged!
He almost falls . . .
BANG!
The baby gate falls down!
Just with his two hands . . .
CRASH!
The locked kitchen door breaks!
Thank God, the door doesn’t hit him . . .
Puff! Puff!
Reddish at cheeks are neatly applied!
Oh, my mum let him use hers . . .
CLASH!
The television rack breaks!
His butt landed onto the floor . . .
BUM!
Head knocks onto the door!
He just smiles and walks away . . .
Whoof! Whoof!
He is somersaulting on his cot!
Giving a smile then he grins . . .
SCREECH! SCREECH!
The sofa is pulled out and pushed back!
He does so happily . . .
His strength is as strong as a horse . . .
His strength is as strong as a bull . . .
Inspiration On: Friday, 21 December 2012 at 12:46am
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 22 December 2012
As I was contemplating my toddler’s action for this year and the list of broken things at home, the above poetry is birthed out.
Yoshiko 