Description: It's getting all pretty outside and i remember me and my sister use to play in clovers...I'm tiny because I am younger and she is the writer because she always has been...i think that this poem accurately represents our relationship and our bond and I think this poem is pretty...but hey give it a shot at commenting.
Oh, how wonderful! This one kicks *ss, Jaz. I was reading that person's comment where they said "plus it made me picture a misheivous lil thing that needed constant care but didn't accept or know how badly she needed it" and I just thought how right they got that. That's exactly what you were like. I don't really know what to say about it, exceot it's wonderful. I love this line
into little patches of clovers hiding from the dogs that play and may mistake her for a small animal to eat
Cause I can see you running around doing that, even though you were a normal size. I also love the part about her hanging from the necklace. It's just great! Terrific job!
This is a very clever write I like the way this whole write came together with the last line I almost got the feeling of the story Jack in the beanstalk with this one I wonder how many tall people only wish they where shorter God Bless Ron
no rhyme, no form, but really cute. the exageration of smallness is great, plus it made me picture a misheivous lil thing that needed constant care but didn't accept or know how badly she needed it. i hope the clover chain brings u lots of luck.