Po­ets Fo­rum

The Saline Courier Weekend - - COMICS - by Den­nis Pat­ton To sub­mit po­ems for pub­li­ca­tion, please send po­ems of 16 or fewer lines to Den­nis Pat­ton, 2512 Springhill Cir­cle, Alexan­der, AR 72002, or pat­ton_dr@hot­mail.com.

LIT­TLE SHANE AND BOZO

The lit­tle boy named

Shane had many toys and games

He had one toy that he sel­dom put down

It was a toy called Bozo the Clown.

He slept with Bozo ev­ery night

If you tried to take Bozo, you’d have a fight.

Shane took Bozo ev­ery­where he’d go

Did Bozo go “potty”? You know.

Lit­tle Shane would not sleep without his clown

But one night, Bozo could not be found.

Shane was sad and started to weep

And after a while he fell asleep.

Mommy kept searching the whole night through She didn’t want Shane’s heart bro­ken in two.

When he awoke, he saw his clown Bozo.

“I love you so much,” he said with a grin.

But not as much as Mommy loves him.

— Jeanette Heff­in­g­ton Ben­ton

LIGHT IN THE DARK­NESS

No mat­ter where my path may go,

No mat­ter how dark the night,

I will sing and praise the Lord

Be­cause He is my light. When my way is dark

And I can­not see

I will reach out for this hand That He is reach­ing to me.

— Raye Carroll Ben­ton

THE CARE­GIVER

The care­giver we hired for Mother

Is pleas­ant, help­ful, and kind…

She likes Mother and Mother likes her.

This we thought we would never find.

She re­minded my brother of a lit­tle squir­rel

Skit­ter­ing from one thing to an­other

Fold­ing clothes, mop­ping, sweep­ing

Or pre­par­ing a meal for Mother

She’s do­ing all those things for her

That I just didn’t have time to do.

So now when I go to see Mother

It’s be­cause I want to, not have to.

Reba al­ways says, “Oh, just one more thing”

Ev­ery time I get up to go. So guess what she re­minds me of—

Yep, I call her Lieu­tenant Columbo!”

— Becky Townsend Ben­ton

THINK­ING

The sun goes up The sun goes down I look at it

It’s al­ways round

The moon goes up The moon goes down It can do this

Without a sound

Stars can twin­kle

And then be gone Then they come back Be­fore too long

Think­ing of this Is what I do

I’m half crazy How about you?

— Mi­lan Allinson De­ceased

CINQUAIN

“I See You!”

Pass­ing through the house, I spot in the shady yard the V-shaped ears of res­i­dent rab­bit.

— Pat Laster Ben­ton

GRANDMA

Great teacher flower lover Awe­some cook fan­tas­tic chris­tian De­light­ful per­son Mar­velous at car­ing Amaz­ing lis­tener

I love you, Grandma!

—Lily Pruss Ben­ton

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