Open Poetry #29 |
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Mr. Jenkins |
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Hallucination Member
since 2001-03-18
Posts 419 |
"Mr. Jenkins" There's an old teddybear in the backyard With one eye, no mouth and a fawl stinch A woman is starring out the window with robber cloves on standing by the sink It's coming down better get you inside, she says Which one of my kids left you in this bibb She puts him down to dry by the furnise But there is just one small thing that she missed She wrote his name on his red scarf As soon as she learned how to write Had tea parties dressed in moms clothes She took him to bed everynight From way back then and ever since The scarf have said Mr. Jenkins She's down in the kitchen can't sleep tonight So she starts to dig through childhood photos Dad with his new car and me in his arms And mom when she was just thirty years old Here's one from christmas in nineteensixty Daddy is dressed up as santa right there With a sack filled with gifts for us children And I got a beautiful teddybear She wrote his name on his red scarf As soon as she learned how to write Had tea parties dressed in moms clothes She took him to bed everynight From way back then and ever since The scarf have said Mr. Jenkins |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Oh I love this one...it brought back so many memories of my childhood Christmas, and my old teddy bear. Got a tear in my eye now, but a smile while reading...thank you for this one! ~S~ Accept these small gifts from my gypsy heart ~S~ |
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