Harry the Hippopotamus

Childrens story

Harry the Hippopotamus,
thought to himself one day.
I need a change of scenery,
so I will move away.

So up he got and slow did trot,
toward the setting sun.
Whistling a tune beneath the moon,
he thought this will be fun.

He left his land via burning sand,
where camels loved to roam.
But could not shake this inner ache,
that spoke to him of home.

No shade for him nor chance to swim,
no wallowing in mud.
No fruit to eat so soft and sweet
with friends within the wood.

He stood to think as skies turned pink,
and scented breezes blew.
Shaking his head, he loudly said,
my home I'm missing you.

He turned around and there he found,
no footsteps to be seen.
Alas, alack, there's no way back,
oh what a fool I've been.

I had it all at beck and call,
now all I have is sand.
Now what I need are friends indeed,
to lend a helping hand.
 
I know he said, I need to head,
to where the sun will rise.
So off he set full of regret,
the sunlight in his eyes.

I'm there he cried as home he spied,
and all his friends at play.
So glad to see, him home safely
after his holiday.

Author's Note

Another of my humble offerings wishing to be torn apart.

Reviews

[Baz]

Wow. Don't know how i missed this masterpiece, but I'm glad i found it today. Simply stunning, as always. I hope to have the chance to buy this in the very near future....?

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LOL..that's the way to write a childrens poem..singing along..with a message to boot..perfect.

[Daytonight]

I do so love your children's poems. They are fun and flow so very well! Keep them coming dear brother!

[Lily Mae]

I love it..no tearing it apart.. We get so consumed with our own thoughts and dreams we wander. Leaving behind that..that we are in search of.. interesting.. A childs story relates to my life lol..xo