Magic Word Maker

A kitchen table

Beholds a girl

Two little shoes,

A simple dress,

Braids,

And freckles she hopes to lose.

 

She holds a pencil,

And put to paper,

It holds the key to a magic word maker.

 

She signs the letter,

I love you.

 

Yes she knows,

They are words few.

But holding emotion

They also do.

 

Her life is full

With these words

She expresses much

To behold

 

Theyre magic words-

I love you.

When they are uttered,

Other feelings felt are few.

 

I love you dear mother

I love you dear sister

Brother and father

 

She signs with a swirl,

A curl,

A spin,

A capital LOVE

 

She is a gift giver,

a liver,

a lover,

a writer,

a magic word maker :)

Author's Note

cute huh?!

Reviews

[T.W. Early]

Very cute. love it. A perfect adorable soulful poem.

[pheasant]

i like it... love, love, and more love
spoken like a real dove
i like the line-age and mixing of paces
creativity lurks here among the spaces

a natural sense of rhythm
and schism