What a boring non blogging day!
Nothing happening out this way.
Wait! What’s that on the floor?
Something interesting by the door.
Just a simple ball and jack,
But what memories they bring back.
And what is that I smell?
Oh the stories I can tell.
The smell of a fried chicken dinner,
Now that is a winner!
And look over there,
A baby doll old and bare,
Reminds me of my childhood,
Of this I can blog, yes I could.
Maybe I’ll just have a cup of coffee
And just a bite of toffee.
Then I can go for a drive
What’s that I see? Is that a bee hive?
Isn’t that a beautiful gate?
And there’s a shop that sells bait.
How many blogs from this rhyme?
Tell me, if you have the time.
Life IS a blog waiting to happen We just have to keep our eyes open!