‘Apple and Pears’ 💕
Underneath that big old moonlight, but up above the ‘Apple and Pears’
Tired, tiny Timothy Winters went to say his bedtime prayers..
And as he knelt down on his hunkers, with his two palms clasped together on his big singe bed
He closed his eyes so tightly and he bowed his sleepy head
Well many hours later Daddy turned the tv off, as Mammy stood at the bathroom sink brushing her pearly whites, giving a little cough
Both of them were exhausted, they had stayed up much too late
But Timothy had went fast asleep on his first night ever, in his new big bed, and hadn’t got in a scary state
So the first thing Mammy found as she opened up tiny Tim’s bedroom door
Was him kneeling on those hunkers with his tattered Teddy lying on the floor
Bless his little cotton socks he hadn’t managed to say his nighttime prayers
Timothy was in the land of sleepy town, dreaming of never, never land and pirates as his folks sat comfy down the stairs…
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Comments
wonderful poem
you are so good
your imagination
is wonderful!!!!!!
Awwww Thankx luv so much!!!! 💕❤️💕
Be back in the morn Jill! I'm hella tired!
Awww rest my lovely 💕💕💕
Quite CHARMING my poetic friend......and VERY much enjoyed!!.......ALL STARS!!....ever the pleasure!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xon : )
Aww Thanking you kind sir 💕💕💕
love it Jill! only if they knelt as a family, what great power that would be! great write!...............................................................Jim
Awwww guess so my
lovely lad ❤️❤️❤️