I am updating my author bio and have read any prizes won should be included. Recently, this photo of the lovely Jean Mills was a fun assignment in our writing group for poems, stories or caption. I was awarded a tin of pineapple for my little effort.***
Pineapples were her favourite foodIt didn’t matter what her mood
She wanted a bird in a gilded cage
It didn’t matter what its age
But where to get that lovely bird?She wasn’t going to be deterred
Yellow was the chosen hue
She wouldn’t settle for a blue.
And so, to the store she wentBut found all her cash was spent
It had gone on buying her favourite fruit
She thought her bird idea so beaut
A feathered friend to sing to herWill only be a silent blur
Now she gazes at an empty coop
With its lovely golden hoop
Published on March 24, 2018 12:07