We might say we have a sense of timing,
Used in rhythm, but rarely rhyming.
Sense of value and self-worth,
Sense of humor, joy, and mirth.
Sense of direction (unless we get lost),
Sense of style, because we’re boss
Come to our senses, and talk sense too,
Sense of purpose for what we do;
Some things don’t make sense, so we find,
There is common sense, and sense of mind,
Sense of belonging, sense of fair play,
Horse sense, sixth sense; we could go all day.
A sensational word; its potential immense,
Without losing our senses, at least, in that sense.
Witty and fun to read! I love the theme and how you just took a word and ran with it! really well-written! ^^
Nice sense poem, off the senses and diving into the word itself. Loved it.