Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Stars Lesson

I remember when three years old,

A painter left a ladder out.

After supper, feeling quite bold

And on a mission without a doubt,

I told Mom I would sure climb up

That ladder to the stars above,

And put some in my pockets, yup,

And bring back down for Mom with love.

And Mom looked at me with a smile,

And gently took hold of my hand.

We looked at the stars for a while.

Mom tried to make me understand.

Mom told me it was nature's way,

Up in the night sky, stars should stay.