Sunday, November 7, 2010

How to Break a Bush and an Arm

There once was a sidewalk of doom,

(You'd think there'd have been enough room.)

Mom flew through the air,

Found twigs in her hair,

And now wears the sling with great gloom!

1 comment:

Tammy said...

Great poem but not so great content! I hope your mom feels better and her arm heals quickly!