Today’s prompt: make it rhyme. This wasn’t hard, as I rhyme in most of my work. The subject was a little tougher to figure out. Anyway, enjoy this portrait of my social life, Lol.
In The Cornfield –
I wasn’t lying.
I’m just hiding
It’s fun to be
With the cornstalks abiding.
When I told you I went out
You must’ve not known what I was talking about
I didn’t mean to party with friends
Unless the cornstalks count.
I hope you still trust me
When I say it was just me.
I’m not really lonely
But you insist I must be.
~ Essie
Essie Writes Poetry 