AS EACH EYELASH FLASHES!

AS EACH EYELASH FLASHES!

If your eyes were a soup,

Then, these are the spice,

They rise and then “swoop,”

They make it tasty and nice,

 

They add color and shape

My heart dips and dashes,

At each smile, for Heaven’s sake,

And as each eyelash flashes!   😊

THE FLY IN MY SOUP!

THE FLY IN MY SOUP

I looked down at my pea soup,

And I promise, it’s no joke,

I saw a housefly swimming

A great backstroke!

 

If my bowl was the Olympics,

This fly would be a winner!

Instead of an unwelcome guest

Swimming in my dinner!

 

But as the sole judge,

I grabbed card and pen,

And scored his backstroke

A perfect ten!

 

The fly looked up

And gave me a wink!

Then, before you say “backstroke,”

He dove into the drink!

 

Before I could grab a spoon,

Or do anything more,

The fly flew straight up

And out the door!

 

Looking back, I wonder,

What is the greatest mystery?

It’s not why he was in my soup,

But how a fly learned the best backstroke

In Olympic history!   😊