There’s a string around my finger.
The groceries are bought.
The mail is collected.
The birthday cards are mailed.
The appointments are made.
The kids are picked up.
Nothing’s forgotten.
There’s a string ’round my finger
for remembering you.
There’s a string around my finger.
The groceries are bought.
The mail is collected.
The birthday cards are mailed.
The appointments are made.
The kids are picked up.
Nothing’s forgotten.
There’s a string ’round my finger
for remembering you.
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary.
Sometimes I think I need a string around my finger so I don’t forget someone in the rush of life.
🙂 Whether metaphorically or not!
Bold and sweet. Nice!
Thank you.
Welcome.
You have it all nailed.
🙂
Very clever!!♡♡
Thank you, Candice.
It’s always an honor and privilege reading you, beautiful Shawn♡
Precisely and endearing. Good one.
Thank you. I like to be precise and endearing.
Cute!
🙂 Thanks
Sometimes you even need a string around your finger to remember yourself in the pace of life. Love this piece!
lol
You know, I think I wrote a poem like that just a couple of weeks ago… 🙂