If They Spoke Poem by Francie Lynch

If They Spoke



I am not a King, like Henry,
But I've princes and princesses.

I am not a Neruda,
But I'm read.

I am not a Lewis,
Yet people laugh with.

I am not a Palmer,
Though I've aced a few.

I am no Lennon,
However, they ask for a song.

I'm far from being a Casanova,
And yet, I'm not alone.

I am no Graham,
Though the spirit moves me.

I am no Saarinen,
But my children sleep in beds I made.

Don't call me an Einstein
Because I've understood.

I am not a Child,
But you are welcome at my table.

I am none but myself.
If they spoke,
They'd envy me.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art,children,comedy,cooking,death,envy,famous people ,food,furniture
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Liza Sudina 23 August 2017

How Simple: true happiness in details and always in yourself! Great experience from reading as I've traveled in heaven and felt myself high!

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Francie Lynch

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Monaghan, Ireland
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