MY WALLET

A poem I wrote about my miserable wallet. It's not actually white in colour but in state and mode.

White in colour
Like a rose flower
No money in it though
So I will have to borrow


From daddy, and maybe mommy too
"HOW MUCH!" A dollar or two
That would be good
For I will buy some food


Eat it with Grace
And buy her a dress
White in colour
Like a rose flower

Author's Note

I wrote in under 15 minutes. Please notify me if you see any grammar mistakes. Improvements are welcome. Oh well hate mail too :)

Reviews

[Marimartha Mardynz]

Your wallet huh. Love the last stanza. U painted the picture quite well