NUTTY n NICE

Something About This French

Image

He moves fast he talks slow

His voice echoes through the window

Time well spent not much with me

Two days such fun company

 

There’s something about this French

Even if his shirt be drenched

We were hot I offered water

You refused I’m left to wonder

 

Something about this French

When he sang a song in French

There’s no word I can just utter

When I do I could just stutter

 

What’s that “something” I don’t know

Something moves you and you go

Touching lives you may not know

Mem’ries grow because you sow

 

You’re in France, but I am here

We are friends, but I don’t hear

If you’re reading this go away! <embarrassed>

If you won’t then come back and stay.

 

 

 

Advertisements
This entry was published on March 8, 2014 at 9:04 AM. It’s filed under poems and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

Don't forget to leave a comment. Thank you!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: