Tiny Chubster

Tiny Chubster

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I knew you when you were little

A tiny chubster playing in the yard

With the grace of a gorilla, you danced

Spraining ankles and wearing new bruises

Everyone said that you were hopeless

Sometimes loud enough for you to hear

But that really influenced you

Years later you shed your feathers

Created yourself a body so many envied

You learned so many dance steps

Now, that tiny chubster is long gone

You are proud of every move you make

And a beautiful gazelle has been born

© Poem – VII/XXVIII/MMXXII

LRET