RIPPLE

Another #tinywinterpoem prompted by Beth Kempton, today the word is “Ripple”. I wrote it in a couple of minutes, and it’s put a smile on my face. I hope my smiley ripples reach out and tickle the corners of your mouth!

RIPPLE

The tickle in my tummy as I head upstairs,

To my bright sunny room with a keyboard.

In the morning.

In the afternoon.

In the evening.

Those wretched insomniac hours?

My tickle can turn them to thrilling hours!

A windfall to spread ripples of tickles,

To places no other tickles can possibly reach.