A small girl
Spent a small part
Of every afternoon.
In the big house
Her big family
Acted all the time
Like wild baboons.
Clean windows, silver locks,
Flowers in a window box--
That's the small house
Where a small girl
Dreamed dreams as pretty,
small,
and distant
As the moon.
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A poem in 55 words.
It's important for a kid to have a place where s/he can dream. Great poem! Thanks for sending me into the weekend with a smile :-)
ReplyDeleteI love this little poem. I like its simplicity, its rhythm, its balance. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteHmmmm....
ReplyDeleteBeat out by Edgar Allen Poe
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Loved your Small Story Shay.
It's always an honor to have you play.
Thanks for visiting and reading, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
we all need our places to escape to...even if we can not get out of the orbit of the big one...keep dreaming little girl in the little house...
ReplyDeletewe relate to that girl in her private space. . .
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you make writing seem effortless, love visiting here, enjoyed this very much
ReplyDelete"Where a small girl
ReplyDeleteDreamed dreams as pretty,
small,
and distant
As the moon."
love this 55, Shay! ♥
I would have thought big dreams could have come out of that little house. I liked the wild baboons.
ReplyDeleteLove the sing-songy sweetness of this.
ReplyDeletesome mornings I awaken and choose to live in a 'little house', one I never had as a child. Hopefully, it's not just for little girls :-{)
ReplyDeleteThat's a darling little house alright. You put the reader right inside it, Shay.
ReplyDeleteThis is really beautiful, thank you.
ReplyDeleteSo perfectly composed its one of those where you can't believe its only 55 words. My husband has a photo book called Tiny Houses, like the one in your pic, and they seem to embody a sort of wholeness that many bigger houses dissipate in unneeded rooms of chaos, full of baboons. Loved this small dream, however far away the moon always seems to stay.
ReplyDeleteLovely and poignant. One feels the loneliness of the little girl, related to her baboon-people in the big house.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had that house! I'd move in tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this a lot - good read, made me smile. =)
ReplyDeleteI always like the expression, "Big love grows in small houses"
ReplyDeleteTis poem fits :-)
How did I miss this? Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI could live in this tiny house.
ReplyDeleteMakes you glad that she could escape to the small house. Hell, I wish that I could escape to a small house sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of David E Kelley style story-telling. It resonated with the anti-social me.
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