She was born in a tenement in Pawtucket
Gave the place class and made it seem like Nantucket
She was slim, pretty, and shy
It’s been many a year but she’s still quite spry
She was used to responsibility young
Succeeded beyond imagination; now has to learn how to have fun
She raised the kids, made the meals, ran a business, and managed a farm
Time now to enjoy life for she has many a charm
She leaned it all; family and business and all
Time to enjoy life; for many a people she still an enthrall
Time to dance, sing, laugh, and paint
The time is over to be a saint
She’d freely admit she enjoyed a good meal
Time to let go and enjoy life; she still has sex appeal
Tom, this is a sweet poem, a fun poem; it makes your reader smile. Just one thing to look at: you overuse the phrase "time to enjoy life." Three times in this short poem is just too much unless your are going to make it a really pointed refrain (as in, say, a jazz sonnet -- a form you would love to play around with). I colored the phrases green. I suggest keeping one and changing the others, finding another way to say, more creatively, what you are trying to say here.
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