My pending heart throb…

I am not domesticated to be honest.. But this morning I felt the need to put a load of washing on (Ok, I have no clean gym pants)…

While emptying the pockets of J’s school pants I found a crumpled piece of paper in them…

I could not RESIST!.. Didnt even try!

So I opened it up carefully like a little kid unwrapping a xmas pressie…and was the one thing I most certainly did not expect!! In fact I was totally blown away with my discovery..

It was a poem!

“A Poem?” you ask.. Yes, A poem!

Upon intensive interrogation (I had a lamp aimed at his eyeballs…) it turns out it was a rough draft for a school project.

I personally think it is not bad attempt for a 13 year old boy and he has definite potential…

It is really such a boy poem though..

The skull can chatter,

but the bone can rattle.

The heart makes a sound,

That is like a pound.

With your lungs you breath,

But with your kidneys you believe…

I am just concerned that he isn’t using his kidneys in the right way…