Being Cheeky

Skipping through the forest,
Laughing with delight,
Glimpsing my sweetheart,
Off to the right.

Sneaking up closely,
Taking a peek.
Watching him moving,
I do not speak.

Silently climbing,
Up and out on a limb.
Taking some acorns,
And grinning down on him. 

Watching him move,
unaware of my perch.
Thinking how funny,
He's going to lurch.

Taking careful aim,
Then glancing about,
I whack him on the head,
And he gives a shout.

Laughing, and swinging,
Out on a limb.
Hanging upside down,
And grinning at him.

First he was scowling,
Looking quite mad.
Now he is smiling,
And, boy, am I glad.

Still hanging there,
My knees over the limb,
He approaches me slowly,
And I get a kiss from him.

His hands on my face,
His heart in his eyes.
Kissing so sweetly,
With fun undisguised.

Slipping from my perch,
I settle in his arms.
Feeling so safe,
Loving his charms.

Not a thing could be better,
than being this close.
with his heart to my heart
his nose to my nose

Reviews

[Laughing-Bear]

My Dear Writing Friend Judy,
I loved this poem it made me laugh. Very well written! I just want to know you whacked him on the head was it with a cast-iron skillet?

Blessings, Bill Laughing-Bear

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is brilliant.

[Mark]

How I covet the ability to write such simple, yet at the same time heartfelt verse! You love and his just ooze out of every syllable of this sweet piece. Nicely said.

[KAREN]

Oh how sweet, and the humor of it all made me smile!