Little Tully

Shristee Singh posted under PenMuse-13 Poetry on 2019-11-22



The sun was high Wrapping the clouds around. Little Tully ventured to town To buy groceries, candies sweet n sour. Bidding Mother goodbye he went Carrying a list long  Hopping along. The brook cajoled With its aqua pristine. Little Tully went to its shore, And forgot to get done the market chore. He splashed water all around him Besotted by brooks call Under hot sun. A boat he made To sail by the brooks side, Of the list mother gave to him To buy from store, in the market nearby.  And in all the fun he let go Task which mother had told  He did not one!

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