I used to be a king he said
I ruled the world so well
loving all my subjects
and making sure there well
I used to be a fireman
and a hero some would say
saving all the people
each and every day
I used to be a spaceman
and would visit every day
all those brightly coloured places
I use to pass along the way
I used to be a cowboy
And would ride across the plain
catching all the bad guys
and put them away
Tonight I have not decided
exactly what to be
so I’ll just go to sleep now
and see what I can be
Comments
Wonderful,Alan! Very well written poetry! Love it!
He could be a dreamer :?great work,very creative!Camelia.
Delightful read – and gets one thinking – ….
Great read Alan,,I used to be king—-then I got married..lol…ok I still am but dont tell my wife .lol.cheers Alan.
:-)
wonderful poetry
light and fluffy …beaut…xx