15 August 2012

My Tricycle, with the little red seat.

When I was just a little tot, ummm, maybe only three.

My mommy bought me a tricycle, which made me dance with glee.

I looked at it, a long long time, then mommy took it outside

She put me on the little red seat, and told me, "Take a ride."

I tried to peddle it with my feet, but , that didn't work too well.

I tried to stand on the back of it, and gosh I almost fell.

I tried to peddle it with my hands, which mommy didn't think so neat.

Now my tricycles not the only thing ,that has a little seat.

Mommy's sense of humor, I'm sure she tried to hide,

My tricycle, with the little red seat, now sits idly outside,

but, now I am much older, at riding tricycles, I did fail,

My tricycle, with the little red seat! , now is up for sale.

My brother Amir wrote this poem. His 1st poem & I really liked it. I told him he's talented and should write more poems :)

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