Look Out, E.E. Cummings
My mom has a “baby” book (which I believe she continued to update until I was at least 18 years old…for all I know she’s still adding entries to it) where she keeps a complete account of my life including odd little artifacts. This is the first poem I ever wrote. I believe I was about 5 years old when I composed this. Have I ever mentioned I was a weird kid? Are you surprised? You don’t become an odd adult by being a normal child. No siree, Bob. I digress.
Without further ado I now present “Room Noodles.™” Enjoy.
Kisses & Chaos,
Alli Woods Frederick
image & poetry credit: ©2011 Alli Woods Frederick
That is so cute! I love it.