Trash Magnet

I pick up stuff -
Mom calls it trash.
I hide my stash.

Treasures off the ground
Are fun to collect.
Hidden carefully -
Mom doesn't suspect.

1 comment:

Joy said...

Hey Bridget,
Celebrate, you have written over 300 poems this year. That is an accomplishment to be proud of. WOW! You go girl. I CERTAINLY enjoy reading your poems. Keep them coming.

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