Barbara Bialick, US

 

Rhyme   Accordion   The accordion did move and sway On that very, scary day I forgot to get my brother from kindergarten. The school was dim When I forgot him. My mind could not be bothered. For an accordion danced On its sensuous fan Like a vision from another world. My science teacher, Mrs. P, sang Long after the bell rang Of a journey to other planets. Meanwhile, my brother started for home, As calm as a gnome, Aged five and already grown! When, off in the distance, With anxious insistence, He thought he saw a witch! In her long, black coat, big as a bear, My mother arrived in a fury right there, And waited for me to show. I looked at their faces, And felt the disgraces— So much for my traveling alone….       childwriter's sketchbook, July / August 31, 2011 ~ Vol. 4, No. 4