A giant ball of string

 

A giant ball of string

 

It sat out in an open field,

it was the strangest thing

An orb the size of who knows what,

a giant ball of string

 

We laughed as we walked hand in hand,

our eyes were mystified

She tried to reach around the ball,

me on the other side

 

Our reaching hands they could not touch,

still inches far apart

I chuckled just a little bit,

her laughter it did start

 

When then I saw her look around,

she wore a sneaky grin

Then reached into her pocket deep

and glanced around again

 

Her hand it held a pocketknife,

a shining piece of steel

She then cut off a piece of string

and quickly did conceal

 

We ran away so very fast,

till it was far behind

Then stopped so I could figure out,

what she had on her mind

 

When she reached out and took my hand,

pulled out the piece of string

Then tied it round my finger tight,

a smile it did bring

 

I asked her tell me what it meant,

she answered me so true

“I tied it so you won’t forget

that I’m in love with you”

Author's Note

A friend told me that while on vacation she visited the world’s largest ball of string. It inspired me to write this poem.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I enjoyed your inspiration for this fun piece will. Can’t say I have ever come across a giant ball of string. Your stanzas nicely penned as usual. Have a good Sunday.

Chris

[willweb]

Thank you Chris

[Lorry]

I can imagine the conversation on that trip.
"Where we going Mom? Are we nearly there yet Dad? Is it Disney land? And then the look on their faces when they saw the sign for the world's largest ball of string... Or maybe the kids are grown now. 😊
Such a sweet tale though, that no matter what we are presented with, it's always better to share it with a smile.
Maybe they could visit the biggest hole next year (Grand Canyon) or visit the world's biggest thermometer!
Ps... Spoiler alert, that thermometer is enormous! 😊

[willweb]

Thank so much my friend. I appreciate your comments.