What a cute little face And that little wagging pace With those little puppy eyes And his coat the color of the sunrise He won’t bite Nor will he fight Just nibble on your fingers Don’t be like the Wringer Buy him now and savor the joy Of playing with the little thing and his toy Look at how he looks at you With the eyes of blue Wanting to leave the pin that he is in Take him home today and make him plump from thin
His nose pressed against screen, his eyes fixed on the arrow That little tiny mouse, that hardly moved a pixel so narrow Today was not the day, any other would be fine With a presentation due, he might as well resign He spoke words sweet as sac trine, dripping with honey Giving encouragement, telling jokes that weren’t even funny He praised it when it moved, and frowned when it froze And when the screen turned black altogether, a fire started in his toes Language started to spew, like a fountain of hate He cursed and screamed till he realized he was late Jerking the screen a few more times, before breaking down He cried “ Why God, Why Me?” and hit his head with a pound Then it lit up, perked up at the plea He then realized, this just might work for me Pushing it along, coaxing it to the finish, following a step at a time He told it, if this happened he would restore it to a prime Then with a ping and a flash, the task was complete He rejoiced, kissed the frame, but accidently pressed delete Sitting back down, staring in despair once more He felt like technologies prisoner of war
I arrived at the airport one day And the lady at the desk had to say, “Your flight, we need to cancel Because a dumb man named Hansel Went and kidnapped the pilot today”
I yelled with annoyance And of course some flamboyance, “Well I will book a trip To the lovely continent Eurip* And leave all of this abhorrence!”
The lady was a pro And asked where I would go I said, “Why, to the warm country grease To visit my long lost niece Her name is Alexa, you know.”
Her response, with a grin Put my mind on a spin “I believe you mean Greece, With all the secret police?” Which made me feel tons of chagrin
I had mixed up Greece With the fattening grease And caused many people to hoot One even threw a passion fruit Their laughter will never cease
One day late would be the best That way I can finish the rest Due dates just hold my learning back For working fast I just don’t have a knack So many assignments in school I have failed All because the due date the project entailed Many teachers say that my best work is turned in late If only I could work well at a faster rate Now I have a B plus with one more week to go When I get an A in a class, from my parents I get some dough There is a brand new hockey stick I want to buy But when I saw the price I let out a big sigh My only chance to buy this stick is with an A But this poem just won’t get me there right now I dare say This poems success will bring me a stick in the color orange I can’t find anything that rhymes with orange! If I figure out what rhymes with orange, this poem can be quite good And with one more night of finding that rhyme it should So let me turn this poem in late, you’ll see Quite the epic poem this will turn out to be
Grandma, Seriously, Can we go yet? My cheeks hurt! The pool is just right there, Do you really need more pictures? It’s been an eternity! My feet are hot, Oh please just let us go! I’ve been so good, All I want to do is jump in! Oh grandma please, Really? Finally! Yes!
Oh these children, So little, They want to go, And just go, go, go, All the time, They grow so fast, Do so much, Do they realize one day this will be gone? Surely not, I just hope they hold tight to their innocence, And never grow up, Despite how hard they try
Grandma, Please tell me about the days when I was young, When I had not one worry, Just ran, And played, And laughed, And danced, Oh grandma life has grown so hard, Why did I have to grow up?
White like icing it coats the grass Sparkling in the sunlight light like a diamond I run outside on this winter day Flop down on the snow covered ground I make an angel with wings so wide The snow falls gently on top of me It drifts in to my open mouth On this snowy winter day -------------------------------- A little nose pressed against the window The door flies open, she runs straight out No coat no hat just a smile Making an angel with joy in her eyes The snow falling into her open pink mouth Clinging to her eyelashes She looks so young so carefree Making snow angels on this snowy winter day
Mom, Dad, I'm going out on a wing. For my next birthday, I'll ask for one thing. I know what your thinking, and it isn't a car. Nor a puppy, a drumset, or a guitar. It's frankly much better, but not quite as cheap, The price isn't too bad, but still fairly steep. With this you can go places, both near and far, Much further than you could go with a generic car. And when it comes to cars, this can do more, It can lift off the ground, in fact it can SOAR! Trust me-it's great. I hope you consider, When you hear the price, just please don't turn bitter. You'll think that I've surely exceeded mundane, When I tell you I'm asking for an AIRPLANE!
I have a secret that no one knows, When music starts my body flows. I want to be an interpretive dancer, To the tune of “Beat It” I will answer.
As I step on stage with a plan in mind, The rhythm begins and I start to grind. I’m walking on air I’m Michael Jackson, I’m waving my glove that’s glittery flaxen.
As I moonwalk across the stage, The crowd erupts into a rampage. A vibration reverberates around my face, I awake to my brother blasting his bass.
A day to remember, that's for sure. A Friday night, and for the first time I could have a sleepover. But first, I had to get my mother To give me the permission to go. And she said no.
I yelled, I screamed I was furious at this unjust Ruling. Such a cruel, cruel world To get my voice heard, to shout out All the reasons why it was fair Only to fall on deaf ears.
For days on end I felt so bad Not allowed to say anything aloud Or to go anywhere. Time passes, and things change The freedom to speak is here to stay
Why hello there, those are nice eyes. I'm George Washington, would I ever tell lies? If I could rearrange the alphabet And put U right there and I right next to it. Is heaven your hometown, cause I see your great wings I bet you've got loads of other amazing things. You aren't interested? That's not my goal In fact I find you attractive as a pole. In fact, this isn't where it ends. My goodness you lady, I just want to be friends.
Now gone was my hair My scalp felt so bare To the front of Great Clips I walked While my mom talked and talked About how to pay the cashier Nick It was then I saw the Chapstick My lips felt so dry! I thought I was going to cry I really needed that Chapstick Just to put some on my lips real quick I figured they were free So I picked one up with glee! My lips felt so much better But I had no idea that I was a debtor I thought the Chapstick was free But they really cost dollars three! I had no money with me I spent it all on my tea What was I to do? I couldn’t return my brew My mom couldn’t know I stole All I would get next Christmas is coal So I walked out of the store I went straight through the door That I broke the law, I tried to forget I didn’t even tell my pet But even now I remember it clearly That I shoplifted most severely!
As we stare into each other I know he is the one He is the answer to all my questions He made me grow as a person In the darkest of times we both stood there Together… When everyone said no We both knew the answer is yes We can make it Even though we bath dream big Our dreams collide together And when things go bad He grabs my hand and we stare into each other
That was all ten years ago and I miss her I long for the smell of her coconut hair For her sweet smell and soft skin How could she have broken such an innocent heart? What did it ever do to her besides love? She dreamed so big she got lost in herself How I don’t even know that person She sends happy Christmas cards Because I want to see how happy see is But I know its all pretend It was always just pretend Now I’m not playing games I rip this up and throw it in the flames
THE DARK Looking back I was afraid of the dark, I always felt that a person was watching. The only thing that broke my spell was light. While in the dark I lose my sight This person there would touch my hand Or maybe just a hard push like a brand Man or woman I didn’t care untilthey creepily stoke my hair This is crazy I know what you think This is my secret at least I don’t stink
I want to go home, where the sun always shines And the shore sweeps the beach, leaving dark wavy lines The trees frame the sky, so blue and so clear While people then far far away are so near-- home.
I find no scenery able to compare To that of my home, with it's refreshing air Plus the children that run, and play, and shout Their minds full of bliss as they frolic about-- home.
A road trip has nothing to offer to me No tides, no waves, no smiles, no glee A crumb laden, cramped, dirty, chilly car Is beaten by a towel laid on sand by far-- home.
Just give me the flowers, fresh, blooming and alive With the warm environment in which they do thrive The birds announce the dawn of a whole new day With a spring in my step, I go my own way-- home.
I long for the salt breeze, the caress of the water So please, take pity on your poor youngest daughter. Because there's no place I would ever rather be than watching the sunset, on the beach, by the sea-- I am home.
The clouds were starting to roll in The wind blew, picking up everything in its path It made me feel blue And if you were here to see how hard it blew Maybe you would be blue too
The rain started and the sky turned black It made everything seem sad and dark Everything feels better when the sky is blue The birds are out and the sun is shining, but that is not how it is today
The wind blew harder and thunder crashed Locked up at home with family and hot coco Maybe the darkness is not so bad
I looked out the winder and realized the rain was beautiful Steam rose off the streets, everything was so peaceful The smell was overwhelming and brought back fond memories of childhood As I watched the rain come down, and as the wind blew the leaves, I saw a rainbow, and suddenly I didn’t feel so blue
Giant bird up in the sky?
ReplyDeleteColorful wings make it fly?
Red, blue, and green UFO?
Cascading down from high to low?
Hot air balloon drifting through air?
Passengers feeling the scare?
Walking closer to the scene,
Reveals something I had not seen,
A boat below creating a wake,
Parachute along for the take,
People laughing from above,
Peacefully flying like a dove,
Bare feet dangling, arms out wide,
Experiencing a thrill one cannot hide,
At the moment, I could not wait,
I marched down to pursue the great,
Signed my name on the line,
Paid my money...I was on cloud nine,
The next one in the air was I,
Parasailing-a sight from the sky,
In my gear and ready to go,
I ascended above the ocean below,
Nothing like I first expected,
All strapped in, I felt protected,
Silent and serene,
Hovering above a carpet of bluish green,
Warm sea air against my face,
Moving at a relaxing pace,
A bird's eye view of the coast,
With a 360 degree angle to boast,
Not a voice or sound I hear,
Just picturesque sights to peer,
Before I know the descent begins,
Left with only memories and grins.
Promise not to spill the beans,
ReplyDeleteAnd never say a word,
I’ll tell you straight and by all means,
I’ll never be absurd.
There is a secret I must leak
You mustn’t think me lame
For if I tell and others speak
I’ve only you to blame.
So here’s the fact that I must share:
I think I’ve caught the fever
It’s Justin Bieber, and his hair
He’s made me a believer.
It’s how he walks
It’s how he talks
A voice that won’t compare
His teeth so white
With eyes so bright
And have I mentioned his hair?
I can’t contain that which I feel
I love him, it’s insane
But if you share and do reveal
I’ll make you taste my pain.
To Buy a Puppy
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute little face
And that little wagging pace
With those little puppy eyes
And his coat the color of the sunrise
He won’t bite
Nor will he fight
Just nibble on your fingers
Don’t be like the Wringer
Buy him now and savor the joy
Of playing with the little thing and his toy
Look at how he looks at you
With the eyes of blue
Wanting to leave the pin that he is in
Take him home today and make him plump from thin
His nose pressed against screen, his eyes fixed on the arrow
ReplyDeleteThat little tiny mouse, that hardly moved a pixel so narrow
Today was not the day, any other would be fine
With a presentation due, he might as well resign
He spoke words sweet as sac trine, dripping with honey
Giving encouragement, telling jokes that weren’t even funny
He praised it when it moved, and frowned when it froze
And when the screen turned black altogether, a fire started in his toes
Language started to spew, like a fountain of hate
He cursed and screamed till he realized he was late
Jerking the screen a few more times, before breaking down
He cried “ Why God, Why Me?” and hit his head with a pound
Then it lit up, perked up at the plea
He then realized, this just might work for me
Pushing it along, coaxing it to the finish, following a step at a time
He told it, if this happened he would restore it to a prime
Then with a ping and a flash, the task was complete
He rejoiced, kissed the frame, but accidently pressed delete
Sitting back down, staring in despair once more
He felt like technologies prisoner of war
I swear I took the time to write it
ReplyDeleteJust along the way my brother took a hit
We raced him to the Emergency room
And there I sat filled with gloom
I won’t be able to finish my report
The second my brother got hit with that ball I yelled Abort Abort!!
I promise I will turn it in tomorrow
For I have completed half of it or some is borrowed
However my dog might get sick tonight
For he is so old it is a fright
My paper will be done I swear
Unless, however I don’t come prepared
Then I will make up some excuse
About how my dog got cut and oh how the blood did ooze
Tomorrow is here and it still is not done
My dog got bit yesterday and oh how did the blood run
We took him to the vet
And though he is a pet
They would not accept him
For his fate was far too grim
My paper is partially completed
Oh how I wish you could read it
The way the words flow
They are so well written it seems to glow
I am so sorry for the delay
It will be finished in another day
Unless something else were to occur
In that case I will get help from a counselor
My Release
ReplyDeleteJumping
I freefall
Down towards earth
I look around me
Like a bird soaring high
Reality comes to me
Find the cord
Brace myself
Pull
Walking Home
Walking
Home again
Need to hurry
Wait, what is that
I see a falling person
Panicking I run around
I see a chute
Relief comes
Walking
Greasy Greece
ReplyDeleteI arrived at the airport one day
And the lady at the desk had to say,
“Your flight, we need to cancel
Because a dumb man named Hansel
Went and kidnapped the pilot today”
I yelled with annoyance
And of course some flamboyance,
“Well I will book a trip
To the lovely continent Eurip*
And leave all of this abhorrence!”
The lady was a pro
And asked where I would go
I said, “Why, to the warm country grease
To visit my long lost niece
Her name is Alexa, you know.”
Her response, with a grin
Put my mind on a spin
“I believe you mean Greece,
With all the secret police?”
Which made me feel tons of chagrin
I had mixed up Greece
With the fattening grease
And caused many people to hoot
One even threw a passion fruit
Their laughter will never cease
*artistic license
One day late would be the best
ReplyDeleteThat way I can finish the rest
Due dates just hold my learning back
For working fast I just don’t have a knack
So many assignments in school I have failed
All because the due date the project entailed
Many teachers say that my best work is turned in late
If only I could work well at a faster rate
Now I have a B plus with one more week to go
When I get an A in a class, from my parents I get some dough
There is a brand new hockey stick I want to buy
But when I saw the price I let out a big sigh
My only chance to buy this stick is with an A
But this poem just won’t get me there right now I dare say
This poems success will bring me a stick in the color orange
I can’t find anything that rhymes with orange!
If I figure out what rhymes with orange, this poem can be quite good
And with one more night of finding that rhyme it should
So let me turn this poem in late, you’ll see
Quite the epic poem this will turn out to be
Grandma,
ReplyDeleteSeriously,
Can we go yet?
My cheeks hurt!
The pool is just right there,
Do you really need more pictures?
It’s been an eternity!
My feet are hot,
Oh please just let us go!
I’ve been so good,
All I want to do is jump in!
Oh grandma please,
Really?
Finally!
Yes!
Oh these children,
So little,
They want to go,
And just go, go, go,
All the time,
They grow so fast,
Do so much,
Do they realize one day this will be gone?
Surely not,
I just hope they hold tight to their innocence,
And never grow up,
Despite how hard they try
Grandma,
Please tell me about the days when I was young,
When I had not one worry,
Just ran,
And played,
And laughed,
And danced,
Oh grandma life has grown so hard,
Why did I have to grow up?
It is not healthy dear friend
ReplyDeleteI am not trying to offend
But you must let it go
Fight that status quo
His hair might looked tousled by the wind
His eyes may make you go into a tail spin
But he is just a fad
I know that it makes you mad
There are other things to do with your time
Then crush on this celebrity that is indeed fine
You could volunteer
Or be a good peer
Please I am on hands and knees
I am honestly begging you please
Can you give up this obsession?
That shouldn’t have to be a question
It is time, dear friend, to cool this fever
This fever, caused by the one and only
Justin Bieber
I have a deep dark secret
ReplyDeleteI don’t want you to know,
I was in love with Arthur,
From that TV show,
I loved that daring aardvark,
His big brown glasses and all,
Even his dog pal,
Inhabits a picture on my wall,
That sexy yellow shirt,
Red hot shoes as well,
Just the thought,
Made my heart swell,
Though I thought he was the one,
Alas we could never marry,
That beautiful aardvark,
was way too hairy.
Hours and hours of riding in the car,
ReplyDeleteMoving to a place I’ve been to before
From Tennessee we are very far,
I groan, but we still have a lot more
Tennessee to Colorado is a big change,
But really, I have been back and forth
So for me it’s not very strange
But still, it’s far from the north
I am 10 years old at the time,
It is halfway through 4th grade,
When I ride in the car it feels like a crime
With me, the prisoner, betrayed
But now, in High School,
That ride has been outshone
It doesn’t seem very cruel
But that is because I’ve grown
New friends are made
Old ones are lost
And Tennessee begins to fade
With recent memories embossed
I never think of going back
And my entire family has shown
That we never will have to repack,
And from that groan I truly have grown
White like icing it coats the grass
ReplyDeleteSparkling in the sunlight light like a diamond
I run outside on this winter day
Flop down on the snow covered ground
I make an angel with wings so wide
The snow falls gently on top of me
It drifts in to my open mouth
On this snowy winter day
--------------------------------
A little nose pressed against the window
The door flies open, she runs straight out
No coat no hat just a smile
Making an angel with joy in her eyes
The snow falling into her open pink mouth
Clinging to her eyelashes
She looks so young so carefree
Making snow angels on this snowy winter day
Mom, Dad, I'm going out on a wing.
ReplyDeleteFor my next birthday, I'll ask for one thing.
I know what your thinking, and it isn't a car.
Nor a puppy, a drumset, or a guitar.
It's frankly much better, but not quite as cheap,
The price isn't too bad, but still fairly steep.
With this you can go places, both near and far,
Much further than you could go with a generic car.
And when it comes to cars, this can do more,
It can lift off the ground, in fact it can SOAR!
Trust me-it's great. I hope you consider,
When you hear the price, just please don't turn bitter.
You'll think that I've surely exceeded mundane,
When I tell you I'm asking for an AIRPLANE!
Once again I’m being scolded
ReplyDeleteTo tell you the truth, this is what you’ve molded
It’s not my fault I didn’t get home on time
This opportunity that approached was just so prime
Coming home an hour late is no big deal
Blah blah blah, why don’t you pay attention to how I feel?
I’m a social creature
And most people find it an attractive feature
I'll help more around the house
I'll even shut up so I'm quiet as a mouse
Please mom and dad, I can't deal with this early curfew
I don't mean to sound like a brat, but it makes me feel blue
I can stay out longer, you say?
Oh mother, I love you in everyway!
Baize-green felt
ReplyDeleteBays-one or more enclosed arms of the ocean
A poor girl twirls,
In her cloak of baize
She delights the people on the streets
Passersby are amazed.
Two arms of the shore
Hug the fat bays,
A smooth and happy dance,
The waves display.
Spin, spin, spin
The child loses care,
Crash, crash, crash
The waves kiss her hair
She floats out to sea,
No worries
No regrets
Baize coat drifting through the bays,
Two motions become one.
I have a secret that no one knows,
ReplyDeleteWhen music starts my body flows.
I want to be an interpretive dancer,
To the tune of “Beat It” I will answer.
As I step on stage with a plan in mind,
The rhythm begins and I start to grind.
I’m walking on air I’m Michael Jackson,
I’m waving my glove that’s glittery flaxen.
As I moonwalk across the stage,
The crowd erupts into a rampage.
A vibration reverberates around my face,
I awake to my brother blasting his bass.
A day to remember, that's for sure.
ReplyDeleteA Friday night, and for the first time
I could have a sleepover.
But first, I had to get my mother
To give me the permission to go.
And she said no.
I yelled, I screamed
I was furious at this unjust
Ruling. Such a cruel, cruel world
To get my voice heard, to shout out
All the reasons why it was fair
Only to fall on deaf ears.
For days on end I felt so bad
Not allowed to say anything aloud
Or to go anywhere.
Time passes, and things change
The freedom to speak is here to stay
Why hello there, those are nice eyes.
ReplyDeleteI'm George Washington, would I ever tell lies?
If I could rearrange the alphabet
And put U right there and I right next to it.
Is heaven your hometown, cause I see your great wings
I bet you've got loads of other amazing things.
You aren't interested? That's not my goal
In fact I find you attractive as a pole.
In fact, this isn't where it ends.
My goodness you lady, I just want to be friends.
Now gone was my hair
ReplyDeleteMy scalp felt so bare
To the front of Great Clips I walked
While my mom talked and talked
About how to pay the cashier Nick
It was then I saw the Chapstick
My lips felt so dry!
I thought I was going to cry
I really needed that Chapstick
Just to put some on my lips real quick
I figured they were free
So I picked one up with glee!
My lips felt so much better
But I had no idea that I was a debtor
I thought the Chapstick was free
But they really cost dollars three!
I had no money with me
I spent it all on my tea
What was I to do?
I couldn’t return my brew
My mom couldn’t know I stole
All I would get next Christmas is coal
So I walked out of the store
I went straight through the door
That I broke the law, I tried to forget
I didn’t even tell my pet
But even now I remember it clearly
That I shoplifted most severely!
Steal away with me in the twilight
ReplyDeleteUnder a setting sun and a moonlit night
To a place so magical and pure
The bright lights, just part of its allure
Where children scream with delight
And rides will allow us people to take flight
Please oh please with a cherry on top
Take me to this place; I’ll meet you at the bus stop
The lights shimmer off the calm water below
And young girls walk hand in hand with their fellow
The wood below our feet will creak
As we raise our voices to hear ourselves speak
We will have so much fun I promise you my dear
If only if only you’ll come with me to the pier
The sand to our left provides a nice place to sit
And as I play with the grains, through my fingers they sift
People packed stores line the walk
And in the distance a ship pulls in to dock
The scent of treats wafts through the air
The temptation will be too much to bear
So with ice cream in hand we will leave this place
And if you saw me afterwards, there would be a smile one my face
I beg of you to come with me here
To the boardwalk is where I want to go my dear
Secluded away, the sound of a guitar sounds out
ReplyDeleteThe precision of a snare
The intensity of a trumpet
Distinct notes are heard, harmonic chords
With the absolution of an ominous pitch
And the strength of a cord, thin but strong
Intelligent rhythms match the tempo
Leaving no error-room, only a melody so sound
The very essence of music, raw and cored
The direct center and eloquence of noise
Whether only a chord, a meaning so placid
A cord can always exist, bringing great strength
With its existence so small, one will concede
Is it center of all that it can be?
Stomach grumbling more than somewhat
ReplyDeleteThis is quite the rut
Hey man, I’d really like some of that burrito
This craving is gonna take more than a simple cheeto
With you, I’d probably share
Oh…you don’t care?
Care if I starve to death?
Care if I’m on my last breath?
I have a test that’s next hour; I will surely fail
For my body will be too frail
Then my mom will yell at me
My ribs jut out, you see?
I’ll treasure you till the end (of the burrito, that is…)
C’mon, I’ll be your best friend
My hair is falling out as we speak
This new friendship is looking pretty bleak…
I can have the rest?
Thanks man, you’re the best
Holding Hands
ReplyDeleteAs we stare into each other
I know he is the one
He is the answer to all my questions
He made me grow as a person
In the darkest of times we both stood there
Together…
When everyone said no
We both knew the answer is yes
We can make it
Even though we bath dream big
Our dreams collide together
And when things go bad
He grabs my hand and we stare into each other
That was all ten years ago and I miss her
I long for the smell of her coconut hair
For her sweet smell and soft skin
How could she have broken such an innocent heart?
What did it ever do to her besides love?
She dreamed so big she got lost in herself
How I don’t even know that person
She sends happy Christmas cards
Because I want to see how happy see is
But I know its all pretend
It was always just pretend
Now I’m not playing games
I rip this up and throw it in the flames
How can it be
ReplyDeleteThat a word that bothers me
Is also a name
That means nothing the same?
How can it be
That a bug that makes kids flee
Is also someone very dear
Kind, loving, fun and sincere?
How can it be
That a grotesque banshee
Is also associated with
One who bakes pies full of Granny Smiths?
How can it be
Something that eats debris
Is sometimes compared
To a woman who always cared?
How can it be
A gal from the same family tree
Resembles another word
Which is much less preferred?
How can it be
That a creepy crawly ant
Sounds the same
As a nice, lovable aunt?
There is something I tell no one
ReplyDeleteA secret I keep inside
I lock it away and hide it
With no one will I confide
It originated from my past
And there it will always stay
If I ever went back to it
History would replay
But now I want to tell my secret
I will come clean and true
The secret I hold dear
Is that to manners I said adieu
Many old memories of tantrums
Making mud pies in the dirt
My easel was the wall
Parents were always on alert
I used to behave so poorly
Until one day I had found
That being bad is not good
This thought was quite profound
Now I listen to my teachers
I do what I am told
For if I have an evil thought
Everyone I know will scold
Sorry it was late- I didn't see this on the homework because I came in late!
THE DARK
ReplyDeleteLooking back I was afraid of the dark,
I always felt that a person was watching.
The only thing that broke my spell was light.
While in the dark I lose my sight
This person there would touch my hand
Or maybe just a hard push like a brand
Man or woman I didn’t care untilthey creepily stoke my hair
This is crazy I know what you think
This is my secret at least I don’t stink
I want to go home, where the sun always shines
ReplyDeleteAnd the shore sweeps the beach, leaving dark wavy lines
The trees frame the sky, so blue and so clear
While people then far far away are so near--
home.
I find no scenery able to compare
To that of my home, with it's refreshing air
Plus the children that run, and play, and shout
Their minds full of bliss as they frolic about--
home.
A road trip has nothing to offer to me
No tides, no waves, no smiles, no glee
A crumb laden, cramped, dirty, chilly car
Is beaten by a towel laid on sand by far--
home.
Just give me the flowers, fresh, blooming and alive
With the warm environment in which they do thrive
The birds announce the dawn of a whole new day
With a spring in my step, I go my own way--
home.
I long for the salt breeze, the caress of the water
So please, take pity on your poor youngest daughter.
Because there's no place I would ever rather be
than watching the sunset, on the beach, by the sea--
I am home.
I have a secret I must confess,
ReplyDeleteThough I must protest,
It carries no shame,
I once took high aim at a chance of fame.
On the buzzer the gate swung open,
As if I were chosen,
The bull stormed and snorted,
However its attempts I thwarted.
With a tight grip,
I would never slip.
Trophies I won,
Littered my room, there were a ton.
Alas the rodeo I departed,
My dreams and reality parted,
Pride in my past and with my head held high,
“I was a rodeo star…” I would sigh.
The clouds were starting to roll in
ReplyDeleteThe wind blew, picking up everything in its path
It made me feel blue
And if you were here to see how hard it blew
Maybe you would be blue too
The rain started and the sky turned black
It made everything seem sad and dark
Everything feels better when the sky is blue
The birds are out and the sun is shining, but that is not how it is today
The wind blew harder and thunder crashed
Locked up at home with family and hot coco
Maybe the darkness is not so bad
I looked out the winder and realized the rain was beautiful
Steam rose off the streets, everything was so peaceful
The smell was overwhelming and brought back fond memories of childhood
As I watched the rain come down, and as the wind blew the leaves,
I saw a rainbow, and suddenly I didn’t feel so blue
A day trip with mom,
ReplyDeleteMy hand in her palm.
A warm sunny day,
Perfect in every way.
The sun in my face,
Wearing a hat just in case.
A gentle warm breeze,
Warm enough to wear capris.
A walk through the leaves,
A feat to achieve.
The smell of sweet fruit,
All the way up from the root.
A soft, ripe, red berry,
In my basket I carry.
The sweet, juicy strawberries,
Make me think of dancing fairies.
An hour of fun,
But I want to be done!
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Bright summer day,
Perfect for frolic and play.
Hot pink dotted hat,
Upon the top of her head sat.
A cute little girl,
blonde hair with curl.
Crouched among strawberry vine,
Feet and hands entwine.
A basket at her feet,
Full of harvest oh so sweet.
Tasting goodness undiscovered,
Soon over her treasure she hovered.
Luscious red juice,
Across a tiny face set loose.
A dazed, overcome look,
Her high dose of energy overtook.
A long day of bushes to comb,
Time to go home!