A poem.
Because it's Monday . . .
Mildred, my friend, has a marvelous nose.
Not bulbous.
Or hook-ed.
Or bellicose.
Not crooked.
Or flattened.
Or shaped like a bean.
The most beautiful nose that you ever have seen.
Can't say it's large.
A potato,
A squash.
A crooked ol' carrot.
An acorn.
A cosh.
(A nickname for what's really a good copper's 'billy'.)
Yes, nothing to ever make Mildred look silly.
It is shapely,
And small.
In reality – fair.
The grandest
Appendage
To ever
Draw air.
Fine-boned.
And slender.
With rose petal skin.
The kind that can always draw everyone in.
But with all its beauty, her friends still make fun.
They laugh,
And they tease.
They jeer.
And they shun.
But why with such beauty for them to behold,
Would they scoff,
And deride,
Mock,
And then scold?
Ridicule, ostracize, taunt, and tell jokes?
Snicker
With all
Of the fair
Jungle folks?
Because Mildred, oh, she of the wonderful nose.
The beauty,
Perfection.
The colour
Called 'rose'.
Well there's something about her that I've not disclosed.
Something, about which you need to be told.
Though our Mildred is all she could possibly be,
Good friend,
And clever,
And kind
As can be.
Yes, Mildred,
Has one,
Little secret
to hold.
Our Mildred's an elephant, truth to be told.
P.S. If you think that Mildred's true story's a laugh,
You should hear about Harold,
The short-necked giraffe.
I love this! And I would never, ever ridicule Mildred's nose!
ReplyDeleteYou're a true friend . . .
DeleteYou really knows your noses. LOL
ReplyDeleteHeehee!
DeleteI certainly hope that next Monday I get to hear about Mildred's ears!
ReplyDeleteHmmm . . . Mildred, my dear, has some very fine ears . . .
DeletePerfection!
ReplyDeleteThanks you, Lana!
DeleteOh, this is a cute one!
ReplyDeleteBlessings for being such a poet~
Thanks so much, LeAnn!
DeleteI have to tell you, you had me guessing until the very end! Another amazing poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jenny! I love to keep 'em guessing! :)
DeleteWhat fun. Say....when is that book of poems coming out?
ReplyDeleteI've gathered. And compiled. Now I'm to the editing process! Soon! Soon!
DeleteThis is such a cute poem! I just can't figure out how you do it. It's just a gift for sure!
ReplyDeleteA surprise at the end finding out Mildred is an elephant.
ReplyDeleteUntil we were eleven, my fried Elaine had a perfect nose, then she fell out of a tree and broke it.