A D’Verse Riddle
Bald of pate, bar the wisp With a noise to wake the dead Pink and wrinkled, soft and squishy It was worth the pain, you said Need to gnaw, anything will do Please don’t forget the ice Colors excite and movement thrills It’s all sugar and spice Gingerly moving, hands hold tight Never going to let go Here comes the leap of faith Watch me now, here I grow Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets 'Meet at the Bar' tonight and he has prompted us with Riddle Poetry. I gave it a try but I think you can probably guess what it is I am writing about. Let me know in the comments ts what you think it might be. Thanks! Photo by Scott Webb on Unsplash
