I love my mommy and mommy loves me
We are a special, happy family
I love her and love her and love her and love
I wonder if it hurt when she fell from above
Monday, December 17, 2007
Santa's Surprise
I wrote this poem tonight while sitting on my Mommy's lap. She wrote it down for me.
Once upon a time
In Jackson, “M.I.”
When all the kids were tucked in their beds
With caps on their heads
A girl named Elizabeth heard a strange sound
Coming from the rooftop—a tap and a pound
She got out of bed and went through the hall
Crept around the corner and then heard a call
Then she heard another sound
When two feet hit the fireplace ground
With big tall black boots and fine curly laces
Next came a bag of nicely laced cases
Then there was light and this light was red
“How is that, Santa?” a squeaky voice said
“Very good, Rudolph! Thanks for the light.
Tonight was real super! We had a great flight.”
Elizabeth stared at the fireplace and before she could count
A man with a beard and a snowcap stepped out
Elizabeth gasped and ran to her room
But it didn’t take long—she came back soon
Then what she saw was not what she thought
The cookies and milk were not in their spot
Santa wasn’t there and the red light was gone
Elizabeth sighed ‘cause something felt wrong
She went back to bed and had a small pause
Then what she said was, “Goodnight Santa Claus!”
Once upon a time
In Jackson, “M.I.”
When all the kids were tucked in their beds
With caps on their heads
A girl named Elizabeth heard a strange sound
Coming from the rooftop—a tap and a pound
She got out of bed and went through the hall
Crept around the corner and then heard a call
Then she heard another sound
When two feet hit the fireplace ground
With big tall black boots and fine curly laces
Next came a bag of nicely laced cases
Then there was light and this light was red
“How is that, Santa?” a squeaky voice said
“Very good, Rudolph! Thanks for the light.
Tonight was real super! We had a great flight.”
Elizabeth stared at the fireplace and before she could count
A man with a beard and a snowcap stepped out
Elizabeth gasped and ran to her room
But it didn’t take long—she came back soon
Then what she saw was not what she thought
The cookies and milk were not in their spot
Santa wasn’t there and the red light was gone
Elizabeth sighed ‘cause something felt wrong
She went back to bed and had a small pause
Then what she said was, “Goodnight Santa Claus!”
Thursday, December 13, 2007
The Snack
Once I ate a can of something
I didn't know what it was
I guess whatever was in it
Had a little bit of fuzz
It also had a bit of funk
A little something that smelled like skunk
I didn't really like it but I was satisfied
My brother said he liked it but I really think he lied
I didn't know what it was
I guess whatever was in it
Had a little bit of fuzz
It also had a bit of funk
A little something that smelled like skunk
I didn't really like it but I was satisfied
My brother said he liked it but I really think he lied
Saturday, October 13, 2007
No Day is Perfect
Every day in my world--
There's a single drop of rain
Like the real world, a day is never perfect--
There might be a smudge or stain
Some days can be close to perfect
In a world you can think of a rainbow
Or a rain cloud
Its your choice to select
There's a single drop of rain
Like the real world, a day is never perfect--
There might be a smudge or stain
Some days can be close to perfect
In a world you can think of a rainbow
Or a rain cloud
Its your choice to select
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Open Mind
In some place you know of, you have an open mind
Have a good day and a bad day to push behind
Someday yours will come to you
Your imagination will see you through
So, let go of the chain--open your mind
Open the world in you that's so wonderful and kind
Have a good day and a bad day to push behind
Someday yours will come to you
Your imagination will see you through
So, let go of the chain--open your mind
Open the world in you that's so wonderful and kind
Outer Space
Outer Space--I love that place
That's where I want to go
Three days? Oh, my! I didn't know
That rocket ship goes way too slow
I need to go and fix it
I'll need a paper clip and twixit
Some paste and tape and maybe glue
Oh, yes. That's what I'll do!
That's where I want to go
Three days? Oh, my! I didn't know
That rocket ship goes way too slow
I need to go and fix it
I'll need a paper clip and twixit
Some paste and tape and maybe glue
Oh, yes. That's what I'll do!
Friday, August 17, 2007
The Monster in my Closet
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
