Taking little snippets of time,Stolen moments, spent together.
Too nice a day to spend inside
Still, I have to ignore the weather.
The thought occurs, spinning round
Inside my head, so fuzzy at times.
I think of phrases fleetingly
Or words come to me in simple rhymes.
My head is full, my heart is pounding
I hear the words, spelling out the thought
And try to capture it before it goes
On the screen appears what I have wrought.
Rhyming words, so simplistically
Brings to me such lasting joy
Rhyming one word with another
Using all that are in my employ.
Putting words in sing-song phrases,
I could do it all the live long day.
Making rhymes and singing songs,
I like to do it because I like to play!
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