Big Sister

Written for:  Red Wolf Poems, We Wordle #32
Words:  fly, dust, life, song, door, toy, lost, puff, frost, fairies, soft
(Include the mention of a child’s game in your poem.)

Sing me a jump rope song;
watch my feet fly. Okay,
hide-‘n-seek. I will be a puff
of smoke, and you will get lost
in my dust. No, too young
to play Life. Open the closet
door and find a toy or game
you like.  Sure, I know Candyland.
If you win, the fairies
will buy you a soft vanilla
ice cream cone, frosted
with chocolate. If you lose,
I choose the next game.
Okay, I know that you know
there are no fairies.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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7 Responses to Big Sister

  1. kaykuala h says:

    Looks to be good chemistry with the youngsters. If one can create some semblance of connecting with them it can bridge lots of gaps between generations! Great lines!



  2. Misky says:

    Delightful fun, Sara! Thanks for playing along this week. 😄

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  3. Sabra Bowers says:

    I’d forgotten about jump rope songs. They are the best!

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  4. Sounds just like a big sister (I should know I am one)

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  5. Jennifer G. Knoblock says:

    I love the mix of dreamy/fanciful and down-to-earth in the speaker.


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