The Acrostic Poem
Created | Updated Dec 20, 2008
I was challenged by B'Elana to write an acrostic poem for The Post, and I challenged her to take the current telegram game word.
Flower
Finding a daisy on my lawn one morn,
Looking so lonely and forlorn,
Open and shining orange on white,
What a truly beautiful, wonderful sight,
Except that cutting the grass was my duty -
Rotary mowers don't understand beauty.