Tea Time

Illustration by: Jessie Wilcox Smith - 1914

 Molly and Mr Bobo were sipping on their tea
“How was your day Mr Bobo ?” Asked little Molly
“T’was fine, truly divine” 
“Is there something the matter today ?”
“Much as I would like, I cannot keep my worries at bay.
Buildings are coming ,
trees are being cut to make way,
leaving us monkeys, no place to stay !”

Written for http://childrensverse.blogspot.com/2011/02/mondays-child-34.html

Smoke

He walked all alone blowing smoke from his cigar
Everything once so near and dear was now so far
He had lost all his glory, he no longer found respect
Shattered and lonely he walked step by step to his death
Taking the smoke in his lungs was no longer rough
He had reached the end, he had borne more than enough