Monday's Poem: All of Me Tall

All of Me Tall

I'm not small,

Not small at all.

From the down of me

To the up of me,

I'm all-of-me tall.

                             Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: The Hopping Girl

THE HOPPING GIRL

The hopping girl lives

just 'round the bend.

She's my very, very

very, very

very best friend.

She hops when she walks,

always right right left.

She's my merry, merry,

merry, merry,

merry best friend.

It's always right hop right

and only then comes left.

She's my right, right,

left, right,

right best friend.

                         Anne Knowles