Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Who Do They Ask?

Critters gather nuts,
Crisp, solid and round.
Hiding them for winter,
Deep into the ground.

They prepare now for eating,
While the getting's good.
Because later in winter,
It'll be hard finding food.

How smart they are!
Diligent in their task!
How do they know?
Who do they ask?

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

From YiaYia, With Love

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Remember your beloved child with a book of fun poems!

Curl up with them, read and inspire, giggle and laugh... make memories to last!

Busy Ants



They come and go,
Scurry around –
All these ants
On the ground.

What workers they are!
How fast they go,
Hither and dither,
High and low.

So on task,
How do they know?
Who tells these ants,
Which way to go?

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Growing Into Them

My pants are long and cover my feet,
Rolled up cuffs are now the feat.
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."

My dresses are long, below my knees,
Hem them now, please oh please.
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."

My shoes are big, just a tad,
Extra toe space - Eek gads!
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."

My sleeves cover my most of my hands,
Hike up the cuffs, I demand!
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."

My hats are held up by my ears,
And I know what is clear....
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."

One day I'll have clothes that fit,
I'll be older then, by quite a bit!
And Mom will say, "See, you grew into them!"

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

My YiaYia Misses Me

Please mailman, take my letter,
My YiaYia misses me,
It'll make her feel better.

Can't wait 'til we visit soon,
My YiaYia misses me,
She can stay in my room.

We'll play; make memories anew,
My YiaYia misses me,
You know, I miss her too! 

Monday, September 10, 2012

Waves




Waves come in,
Waves go out.
The beach is what,
I’m all about!

The sand is warm,
The sun is bright,
The water’s salty,
Such a delight!

I like to build
A moat around,
A sandcastle,
Out of a mound.


Will it be there,
When I return?
Maybe not,
‘Cause waves churn...

Waves come in,
Waves go out.
The beach is what,
I’m all about!

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Special Bond


They’re just words,
But oh so true,
What I have,
To say to you.

I like it when,
You visit with me.
I like it when,
You’re so happy.

Our time together,
Marks special fun.
You are my,
Number one!

A strong, special bond,
We have, it’s true,
Oh my gosh,
How I LOVE you!