Penny for My Thoughts

Travel with Your Memories

“A Penny for my thought,
And I pray to forget not”

Let us take a trip,

And travel back in time.

Where you have your memories,

And I can have mine

Show me a story of an old lady,

Trailing a toddler,

Who done wrong repeatedly

And shattered a platter

Yet went hiding underground

With a guardian angel

And concealing her to be Unfound.

Enlighten that youngster,

Make her aware

And be reasonable,

To make mistakes no more.

“Enlighten her mother!”

My old lady said,

To that guardian angel,

The one I call Granny.