What came long ago in limerick of the childhood days.. what is said to laugh in heart and head to set the ways.. fourth grade left a memory a poem we kept at hand.. seems it had a lot of influence upon the land..
As I recall the words did fall in false discovery.. I will write what I recall so you as children see.. ‘Mary had a little sheep and with the sheep she went to sleep.. the sheep turned out to be a ram.. “Mary had a little Lamb”..
So it goes head down to toes in every written word.. what is read stays in the head.. some secrets never heard.. are they hidden or bidden to scenes across the land?.. denied nonsense or recompense shows where all minions stand.. now comes time survival rhymes a poem of good or foul.. known to every creature crickets.. young folks.. ‘wise old owl’.. a lie will always be a lie.. true always takes the turn.. warm easy creek runs when folks speak true meaning just to learn.. would I do it all again? yes child! just for the years.. with my mate another fate with all we love or fear.. Have a soda with ice cream from places long thought dead.. you can learn you meek or stern you live sensed seen and read.. choose it when you can then pen and mind defined in heart.. touches all your this that suches come you dumb or smart.. write it never fight it for judges never known.. will you from a bloodline that only in truth is shown..