It's A Shower Poem by Sharon Adamson

It's A Shower



It's a shower, here comes the flowers
Oh, no it's a baby shower
Look at all the gifts
It's quite a list
A gift for a boy
A gift for a girl
Oh, look it's a toy
For a girl or boy
I hear a whisper
It was my sister
I hear another
It was my brother
Oh, no it's my mother
Here comes the biggest gift of all
He is very tall
It's my father after all
Now it's time to rest
It was the best

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Sharon Adamson

Sharon Adamson

Dover, New Hampshire, USA
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