12. Turn on the radio to any channel. Write a poem inspired by the first thing you hear (lyrics to a song, a commercial, etc.)
MUD ON THE TIRES/ Brad Paisley
OURS IS ...
MUD
Mom had a hard time keeping me in a dress,
I loved dirt so much I was always a mess,
digging dirt was fun I would have to admit,
but when water was added she'd have to forget it,
cause this tomboy was in it clear up to her nose,
there's nothing like feeling mud squished thru toes,
mud puddles and mud pies, mud art dried in the sun,
oh the memories of times with mud were such fun !!!
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Amen, so true. My little graandaughter made some just the other day and let them dry in the sun. Those were the good old days.
ReplyDeleteClever poem! I can remember making a few mud pies when I was small too. :)
ReplyDeleteI had trouble with this prompt so I skipped it. LOL Nice take.
ReplyDeletelisa
InspiredbyLisa