Another precious day

poem by: Ann Parks
Written on Nov 17, 2014 

Minkel Mankel 
Krinkel Crankel
bored with words
bored with news
news crews never go back after
to find out how they are today.

Dinkel Dankel
Zinkel Zankel
no new words
for me to say
aching joints and fading memories
are the order of the day.

Prinkel Prankel
Binkel Bankel
still I wake up
still I pray
chance not finished
bravery beckons:
"grab this precious fleeting day!"

 

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wanda Sheldrick commented:
Love it!
Milton Robertson commented:
And Precious It Is And so is your poem
Christopher Russon commented:
Really well written poem.

 

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