Some can do it well, you know
Rattle off letters in a word as
Easy as blinking an eye
I never could spel- that is!
Don’t really know if I want to
There are too many words floating
Around that are spelled perfectly
The only ones I ever thought of
Keeping we’re from my son
They read: I luv you Dad!
Some can do it well, you know,
Correctly place words on a page
As easy as picking up a store bought
Card
Comments
Spell-Bound
Hello, Clentin,
What a wonderful, wonderful poem. This is as precious as your son's message. Maybe you should write it out and save the two side by side. So much I really like about this, mostly the feelings that pour out, but also the poetic language: too many words floating around that are perfectly spelled. Many times, it's the message that counts, right?
Thank you!
L
your title...
says it all!
*hugs, Cat
Not sure of your response
Not sure of your response Mark. Can you be more clear