I determined this morning
When I awoke
I’d write a poem for this blog
No joke
I don’t know why
I think it’s funny
but I like to write
and be quite punny

The Abigator
is playing aloud
in the front room
with an animal crowd
She’s making them laugh
and jump through hoops
And flinging them through
the air with scoops**

I’ve read her books
and books today
I enjoy the one about a moose,
to say
She likes to hear me
read and speak
And climb her to
a mountain peak

**a plastic toy shovel