SCOLD ME NOTA Chapter by DhayeFor the 10 words I Give contest
Scold me not, Mom, but give me your resonant words
I feel like savoring your nutritious food Unlike soda that I drink so fast yet nothing I could get Your echo will whirl deep inside me for my own good
At first they might smash my ego and my pride Creating a verse of sudden thunder screams But in the end they would turn into a beautiful lace That will decorate my river of hopes and dreams Scold me not, Mom, just give me your resonant words My reward will be that tangible to hold Give them to me before the trains come today I will carry them wherever I go as my priceless gold.
© 2016 DhayeAuthor's Note
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