MISS
RHYME’S WISH
Young
Miss Rhyme
Scribbled a line
About the sand and the sea
Wished she
A poem to write…
But
every time
She put pen to paper
She paused,
The chore, she found very hard!
Perhaps
it was because
To the seashore
She had not been
For many a long years of
Her living…
Of
course, she saw beaches and waves
But from a great distance
In movie scenes
Far removed…
“How I
would love
To go to the a seashore,
Hear and see the waves
And feel the sand between my toes…”
Miss Rhyme mumbled this say
To some stranger friends one day!
And she
continued to try to
Scrawl
But no verse came from her pen
The page remained blank…
Young
Rhyme
Ignored her heavy heart
As it longed for the shores
That would ignite
That inspirational spark…
She went
on with her
Other writings!
Her
spoken say
Went not unheeded
And her stranger friends
A surprise, planned for her…
One
bright afternoon
They bid her come
To a place where
The seashore awaited
To inspire!
Off she
went
And once there
The now no longer strangers but friends
Took young Rhyme
By the water’s edge
And there she sat with
Feet in the sand
Awaiting the waves…
The sea
sent out ripples to greet her
Her toes they kissed
As she giggled and they receded…
After a
time
Disappointment settled
In the poetic heart of Rhyme
“Come waves and hug me
Here I am
Waiting…”
She spoke quietly to the sea!
A roll
and a splash
Young Rhyme laughed as she got wetOnce, twice, thrice
The waves struck
And while her friends watched
Young Rhyme knew
Nothing but love and joy
Of an inspired spark
Thanks to the sand, the sea
And her new good friends
Who surrounded her
On the beach!
FREDERIKA MENEZES;
