I know I’ve broken the style of limerick into pieces, and I apologise for that! I just like the format of this style of poetry, but you see, I don’t have a good sense of humour. So all my limericks fail to provide that sort of stuff…
There was a freshness in every day,
Less to listen, and lots to say,
big bubbly eyes,
sweet stubborn cries,
Those times didn’t go, they faded away!