PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Things with strings, confounding

And yet I'll ask to borrow the cello

Pretend to play, pretend to learn how

Give it back after a week or so

I'll admire old reliable

With his six wires of endless possibilities

But I won't get the itch

And there will be nothing to cure

Then I turn around and see

Those big and bountiful things

So rosy and round, filled with the light

That always finds me feeling good.