Limerick

Grandpa got off his rocker to play horsey,

  while Grandma baking us a pie.

 Holding on tight while dodging arrows,

  keep going until our imagination die.

The trails are wide and narrow. 

G.A. Fitts, Deaf Anthology Blogger

This limerick was send to the Saturday Evening Post (12/19)

A limerick is a poem that has five lines with rhythms.

This is Smokey stay tuned for the next episode of Deaf Anthology, Good Night Deaf America!