IF LONESOME WAS A POT OF GOLD

If lonesome was a pot of gold,
I’d be a millionaire.
If missing you was party time,
I wouldn’t have a care.

And if a flock of memories
Could make a person sing,
I’d be an all-night radio
And play like anything.

(It’s not as though I dream about
The things we used to do;
It’s only morning, noon, and night
I sit and think of you.)

Copyright: from Bubblegum Delicious (HarperCollins, 2013), © Dennis Lee 2000, used by permission of the author and the publisher

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Dennis has lived all his life in Toronto in Canada, and you will hear his Canadian accent in his reading. When he was a child he loved ...

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