George Howard Poems
It's A Fish's Life
Swim fish, swim! swim for your life!
The fisherman's coming you're tea for his wife!
Swim fish, swim! your fastest yet,
You must swim quickly, to avoid his big net!
Swim fish, swim! right out to sea!
For I am a shark waiting, and you're dinner for ME!
A Perfect Form
I stopped and stooped the other day,
I don’t know why, I’m sorry I just can’t say!
I held a daisy in my hand; it looked so small and fragile,
And then, as if not seen before, it did beguile
Me with its beauty. As I looked and did behold,
The perfect form and symmetry made of white and gold.
I held it for an age and could not let go.
Its wonderment filled my breast, flooding me so,
With tears. I just cannot explain the joys I felt,