Little One

Little One

You are not much at all,
so very, very small.
I have options, you see;
I can choose you, or me.

My life is good right now,
and you'd change that, somehow.
Nobody understands;
I'll have blood on my hands!

The inside of me roils;
what to do? Such turmoil!
I've made plans for my life.
With you there'd be strife!

Please tell me what to do;
should I choose me, or you?
Could you ever forgive
if I chose you'd not live?

I've thought of names for you;
Suzanna, or Andrew.
For you a lovely crib,
Mommy across your bib.

I thought I felt you move!
My heart you do behoove.
Forgive my wayward thoughts.
I love you lots and lots!

Written for Football Field-Week 4
Prompts: use the following words:
options
blood on my hands
the inside of me

Make it 6 stanzas long, 4 lines each stanza, rhyme scheme aabb ccdd eeff gghh iijj kkll'."

















Prompt

Week #4: Short Story Hall vs Poetry Hall

Prompt #1 = Safety (2 points):
"Have the word 'options' somewhere in the poem"

Prompt #2 = Field Goal (3 points):
"Have the phrase 'blood on my hands' somewhere in the poem"

Prompt #3 = Touchdown (6 points):
"Use both prompts 1 & 2, and have the phrase 'the inside of me' somewhere in your poem"

Bonus Prompt = Extra Kick (1 point):
"Use prompt 3, and '6 stanzas long, 4 lines each stanza, rhyme scheme aabb ccdd eeff gghh iijj kkll'."