Up That Hill Poem by Phil Soar

Up That Hill

Rating: 5.0


On a hillside I walked for a few hundred yards
Not knowing how fate would have dealt this days cards
And as I dropped my bucket, and the water spilled out
My wife stood there laughing, until the light petered out


Written by Jack.
Edited by Jill

Monday, July 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 03 July 2017

You have dropped the bucket and water is spilled out. Amazing expression with humor makes this poem interesting. Walking for few hundred yards carries wonderful memories....10

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