Sherri Winston

I had a busy weekend. My sister, Jennifer, visited with her beau, J, and there was a flurry of activity.

Please forgive my tardy weekend poetry. My poem is short and sweet. A form called a “clerihew,” something I never heard of. It’s sort of like a limerick except it’s shorter. And it’s supposed to be humorous. I hope you are amused. Enjoy!

Day Seven

Saturday blues

Saturday is a day
When I wish to play.
Mom says my laundry’s “encrusted,”
No play day for me, I’m disgusted.