Monthly Archives: October 2014

Little Feet

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

The rain, on the window falls.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

The clock chime echoes through the halls.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

The sound of little feet.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

Here comes the kitty fresh from sleep.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

Claws scratch the wood in the hall.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

The little mouse will fall.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

Click the little feet.

 

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter,

Back to sleep

 

 

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A Lonely Chair

Sitting in that chair

over there,

You seem lonely.

I wish I could,

not sit and type.

I wish my tale would ripe,

and I would be free to

speak,

play,

listen.

Maybe my presence

would soothe

or

Is it by choice,

you sat in that chair

over there.

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