K this poem is for Jennifer.....I was climbing a tree and then my shoes fell off....and I started speaking "poetry" but at the time couldn't think of anything to rhyme. So yeah. It's just for Jen Jen.
I'm stuck in this tree
NOT exactly where I want to be
And there goes my blue shoe
which is not blue
and what I'm saying is true
But only to you.
Nothing else to grab,
And my grip is losing fast,
And just as my hopes gain,
THERE GOES MY OTHER SHOE
which is blue
But that is not true
Because it is not blue.
You're laughing and playing
But I am dying
Because I WAS reallying
on my shoe
which is not blue,
