Down at High Noon Lane
We all went down to High Noon Lane
Why you ask
Well, It’s hard to explain
The grass was greener on the other side
Come with me and you can decide
Fresh Spring flowers were blooming there
All you could smell was sweet fresh air
In the summertime, you can go for a swim
There’s a rope hanging from a tree limb
Bring a lunch or something to eat
I’ll be happy to share my treats
I’ll let you know next time we go
Get a ride with your neighbor Joe
© Susan Zutautas 2019
Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #19
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DO NOT FORSAKE ME ‘O’ MY DARLING, CHINA
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Very enjoyable–I loved it!
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Thanks 🙂
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Most welcome 🙂
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A wonderful read Susan. “i’ll remember to get a ride with my neighbor Joe”.
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❤
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😊 a sweet poem indeed.
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Thank you!
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That’s brilliant. I’m chuckling. I shall think of that ‘sully ditty’ next time I walk that way. 🙂 Have a double-merit!
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