Too Few Syllables
As a child I used to write haikus
Back when we all would clap the syllables out.
They were plain, and most ended up like this:
I saw lightening
It was scary and bright yellow
It boomed all night long
There always seemed to be one extra syllable though,
And my teacher would say that I needed more practice
And my mother would say it was beautiful even with its impurities.
But now I have too many words to say
And they consist of too few syllables.
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