Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things To Worry About Poem by Judith Viorst
Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things To Worry About
My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.
Miss Brearly could ask me to spell words like stomach and special.
(Stumick and speshul?)
I could play tag all day and always be "it."
Jay Spievack, who's fourteen feet tall, could want to fight me.
My mom and my dad--like Ted's--could want a divorce.
Miss Brearly could ask me a question about Afghanistan.
(Who's Afghanistan?)
Somebody maybe could make me ride a horse.
My mother could maybe decide that I needed more liver.
My dad could decide that I needed less TV.
Miss Brearly could say that I have to write script and stop printing.
(I'm better at printing.)
Chris could decide to stop being friends with me.
The world could maybe come to an end on next Tuesday.
The ceiling could maybe come crashing on my head.
I maybe could run out of things for me to worry about.
And then I'd have to do my homework instead.
(Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things To Worry About by Judith Viorst.) **Light verse for amusement.
May be some day I could also start writing or doing these lovely things. Thanks a lot. Pure humour.
everything maybe nothing nothing maybe everything on the probability of the action and its reaction this universe is going on........this poem is philosophical on the action and reaction or cause and effects to me; great write
Facing life with your muse! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Chris could decide to stop being friends with me...... outstanding conceptualization. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulations for being chosen this poem the modern poem of the poem of the day.
Absolutely hilarious. I was laughing as i was reading along. Well done ma'am. You are still a kid at heart.
A child's take on worrisome things, humourously written. (Of course, with the current state of world affairs, some adults today might WELCOME the world coming to an end next Tuesday!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/13/2024 6:17:55 AM # 1.0.0
hahaha I can relate, I can relate to the point that I created the term CPS for myself, Chronic Procrastinating Syndrome.