Sometimes when my day is dreary,
I'm feeling down and kind of teary.
In the quiet of my beloved house
I hold my friend ,my little mouse.
I just click his back and off i fly
till i see all Blogland whizzing by !
Across the world and back again,
I see the seasons wax and wane.
I visit friends I have never met,
Sharing tears and joy upon the net.
They teach-I learn, they have-I yearn
They show and tell -I do as well,
So soon my coffee has gone cold
the day i see is getting old !
The blogs I've been to in my head
going round are the things I've read.
The ideas i simply must now try
so many things,I smile,I sigh !
To me the magic of it never ends,
my host of crafty Blogland friends .
And all because someone dreamed
impossible although it seemed !
Forever am i in their debt
for catching me within their net.
I'm feeling down and kind of teary.
In the quiet of my beloved house
I hold my friend ,my little mouse.
I just click his back and off i fly
till i see all Blogland whizzing by !
Across the world and back again,
I see the seasons wax and wane.
I visit friends I have never met,
Sharing tears and joy upon the net.
They teach-I learn, they have-I yearn
They show and tell -I do as well,
So soon my coffee has gone cold
the day i see is getting old !
The blogs I've been to in my head
going round are the things I've read.
The ideas i simply must now try
so many things,I smile,I sigh !
To me the magic of it never ends,
my host of crafty Blogland friends .
And all because someone dreamed
impossible although it seemed !
Forever am i in their debt
for catching me within their net.
9 comments:
love it love it love it
So very true...
Adorable! Love it!!!!
-Amy
Crafting by Candlelight
wonderful Jullie! I love it. Youve summed it up quite well!
hugs!
beautiful jules.
Hello sweet lady!! Isn't this the truth!! Well said!
That is very good! So true! Good on you!!!
Well done good friend! I think this could be published...are you hiding more inside that big o heart of yours...I so love poetry of every form...I used to write all the time and then moved away from it...not sure why, it's so healing.. Miss you, XO Keke
Well done! Your poem is right on!
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