Quick
put a shilling in the meter
let the sun come out to play.
The sun being expensive
that shilling won’t last that long
and soon the rain will come back
and the sun will fade away.
I searched my pockets,
and hunted high and low
for another shilling for the meter,
but there wasn’t one there.
So we are stuck with rain
from Monday and Sunday now,
unless someone out there
has another shilling for the meter
somewhere.
28 April 2008
oh if it were only that easy....there would be people putting coins in to get their sun...then we would be a bunch of dry bones looking for water I suppose
David, you have called this a 'fun poem' but I read it differently. As a metaphor for hope in an impoverished world. Like the poor man's weekly punt on the horses or ticket in the sweep. Lovely poem. Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some one is being kind this week, except for bank holiday of course it's been beautiful... Andy 10