Three Blind Mice…see How They Run…they All Ran After The Farmer’s Wife Poem by Sean Joyce

The clear true note of the tuning fork
Then the first row sings the first line…
…Three blind mice
And when we start the second line…
…See how they run
The second row starts the first line

And when we start the third line…
…They all ran after the Farmer’s wife
The third row starts the first line and it is
hard to stay on my line as the number of
different lines singing in my head
grows to five then six and by
the time my brother’s row starts
the first line we are already on
the shocking line, that one that says…

…She cut off their tails with a carving knife

And by the time my big sister in the second
last row starts the first line
my row is on the second last line…
…Did you ever see such of a sight in your life
and we finish with a resounding last line…
…As three blind mice

I am four years old and I don’t yet have
the words to describe the glorious joy
that is exploding in my heart