So here I am again,
after paper met with pen,
back to join the Clambake one last time.
Sometimes getting on-line was a struggle,
responsibilities to juggle,
but I didn’t want to miss it so here’s mine!
So grateful for inclusion,
my other poems were a fusion
of feelings I have now or felt before.
This time I’ve written a sort of ditty,
my attempt at being witty,
something a little different for Week 4.
Starting as strangers we’ve come together,
with hearts of poets we are tethered
to Mr Linky – oh he does go so slow!
Then we live our lives some more,
using our blogs to open doors,
but who will win this week? We want to know!
I’m sorry I haven’t reviewed much,
the past few weeks I’ve been out of touch,
but I promise I’ll read every single one.
Poetry Month has been celebrated –
I even had a comment rated! –
the whole thing has been such tremendous fun.
Now one thing does remain,
I no longer can refrain
from thanking the lady who’s worked on this so hard.
I’ve never eaten a clam I confess –
that’s beside the point, I digress –
Luna, you’re a star, that’s what you are! 🙂
In case it’s not totally obvious, the above is my entry for Luna’s Poetry Month Clambake Week 4. 🙂