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lost a fight today
by Charlie Morganwe were paired unevenly;
she was a strong 3 going on 14,
i was 61 going on 91, c'mon!
my wit was wut.
her wonderfilled whys?
relentless.
today was a loss,
a no-win colum entry.
my niece, livy,
had more
whys?
than i had answers.
at the end
of the day,
i was splayed
on the carpet;
she stood triumphantly
wondering aloud?
'why'd Uncle Charlie fall?' 06/29/2008 Posted on 06/30/2008
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 06/30/08 at 03:38 AM Haha... Too cute! Love the concept. There's something just so perfect about this. ;o) |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/30/08 at 04:36 PM Your observations of late are precious and priceless!!! |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 06/30/08 at 10:45 PM I'm sensing a pattern... Great stuff Grancha! ;) |
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