Gayle Sweeney

Rookie - 42 Points (1955 / USA)

Summer Dreams - Poem by Gayle Sweeney

Have the broken cookie that's left? No, I don't mind.
For you know broken cookies are one of a kind.
My hair is not combed and I need a manicure -
One that through scrubbing dishes the color endures.
Dust - I dusted away but some is back again.
A dress I shortened myself has a crooked hem.
This summer I'll sip peach juice with champagne on ice
And make lemonade from lemons - a paradise!

Comments about Summer Dreams by Gayle Sweeney

  • (9/5/2012 7:34:00 AM)

    Ah yes... the good-life! (Report) Reply

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  • Shashikant Nishant Sharma (5/29/2012 7:09:00 PM)

    Nice short poem...enjoyed it... (Report) Reply

  • (5/21/2012 10:21:00 AM)

    Seems like you have everything under control-peach juice and champagne should take care of it. A cute little
    change of pace write I enjoyed immensely
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2012

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