[T]his poem filled with pairs proved easy to write,
after I saw what I saw last night.
I watched a dad sit down in a chair,
and hold his two daughters, who sat with him there.
One of the girls held onto a book,
but dad opened it up and all three took a look.
It wasn’t just any old story or fable,
On that pair of pages, laid flat on a table.
This wasn’t a tale of planes or a park,
but the story of Noah, and a boat called an ark.
There were on those pages a few things to find,
Among all of the animals, two of a kind.
A hammer, a saw, a ruler for size,
all spied by the gazes from three pairs of eyes.
They found everything on the floating zoo,
which the animals boarded, two by two.
I know all of those pairs surely caused some congestion,
but still — I can’t help it — I have a question.
Answer me this, or I’ll never know,
why did this guy show blueprints to a hippo?
When the story was finished, goodnights were said,
then mom and dad put the children to bed.
When it comes to kids, that pair surely wins,
For they have a young son, and their daughters are twins.
7 thoughts on “A poem filled with pairs”
This was so creative! So many pairs happening and the blueprint for the pair of hippos made me laugh. The illustrator must have had fun with that one!
Thank you! It was illustrated really well. There were other good pictures, but they didn’t lend themselves to a poem about pairs as well as Noah’s ark. I was befuddled by the hippos.
Casey, I could see this precious family of both ours in every line. I love them all so very much.
They are lovable! I hope you are doing well and I hope you have a wonderful Good Friday.