Limerick:The love of my life sent me rosesHaiku:
A gift that he rightly supposes
Would fill me with glee
Were I allergy free
Not sneezing from all of my noses.
In my husband's arms
Seventy years of loving...
Who needs red roses?
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7 comments:
Haha! Your limerick made me laugh out loud! Thanks for participating in my latest poetry prompt!
That is so romantic (the second poem, I mean)!
Thanks so much for stopping by my blog, too. I checked, and the plural is 'haikus.' :)
Well either way, it seems to be true! Loved both!
Oh,I love this so much,thank you again for the beauty.
Hi Granny, Love the Limerick, doesn't get up my nose at all!
Your Haiku is a wonderful love poem, and so true!
THE FAMILY TREE...
"you are what you eat,"
said Granny Smith - the apple
of my granddad's eye...
this one's on me...(I presume you have Granny Smith apples in The States?)
regards, Vincent Hefter
LOVE your haiku.
(limerick was pretty cute :^)
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