The challenge set to the local community (any age — not just kids) as part of the village festival, was a poem that was less than 200 words and included the word ‘smile’. I think they picked 5 winners and he has a £10 book voucher waiting for him so is a happy boy.
I am not sure this was exactly what they had in mind but I think it’s absolutely brilliant The best poetry has some truth behind it and there is nothing truer than the last sentence
The Happy Jogger
He quickly jumped over the stile
He’d been running half a mile
He was going for a 3 mile goal
He did every step with a happy smile.
He was all smiles
as he ran 10 miles
He jumped over stiles
as he ran 10 miles.
But suddenly I don’t know when or how
Out of the field came a big, fat cow.
It gave the jogger something he didn’t want now
A pat on the head.
As he trudged home mile after mile
When you’re covered in cowpats it’s hard to smile.