Monday, January 23, 2012

I Got My Wings.




Drifting in and out of clouds I’m hovering around
I’ve got my angels wings and my feet don’t touch the ground
I’m too high up to see the mess that I left in my room
And if I land on earth tomorrow it will be much too soon.

My poor dog Buster’s down on earth he’s barking quite a lot
I can hear the neighbours shouting “will you shut up your dog”.
I am grinning right from ear to ear because they don’t see me
I could yell a cheeky answer but my Mom would hear and see.

Well, it is a well known fact that Mom’s have eyes all round their head
She sees me pull my tongue out and I’m sent early up to bed
I slip my homework out of sight under her favourite chair
But the bloomin’ paper crackles and I run right out of there.

I’m not so sure I earned my wings; I guess this is a dream
When I wake up in the morning things won’t be all they seemed
I didn’t do my homework and I’m sorry as can be
For my teacher is my Mother and she heading right for me!


Wyn Barratt Jan 2012.

4 comments:

Marja Meijers said...

Love it Wyn, fun and alive. Great job, you can do all genres, right?!

Wyn Barratt said...

Thaks, Marja,

I enjoy any chance I get to be a kid again!!

Magnetic Island Artist Edward Blum. said...

You are the most beautiful person. Your warmth through your poetry is awe inspiring. Some of the most beautiful poetry I have ever read. Thank you. God has blessed you.

Wyn Barratt said...

I am so humbled by your kind words.

Some days I feel I will never write again, then God whispers in my ear His thoughts. What a wonderful God we have!