My class is wonderful
I don’t know why
They are helpful
And they are sweet
Like the candy that I eat
Poems
Have You Seen My Ice Cream?
Have you seen my ice cream?
It’s as delicious as whipped cream
made with milk
as smooth as silk
Did it fly away?
I need to find it today
I found a track
but will it come back?
Have you seen my ice cream?
It’s as delicious as whip cream
I Love My Brother
My brother is sometimes serious
My brother is mysterious
Over all the bickering
His eyes are usually flickering
With his blue bell eyes
I wonder who he really is
beneath that sweet disguise
Secret Garden
In my secret garden there is so much to do
like having fun, just with you
playing games on lazy days
come down to my secret garden
and we will have lots of fun
when all our work is finally done
The Graffiti Maker
A plain wall is what you see,
but a canvas for painting
it will be for me.
I take out my tools –
cans of paint. They are
snakes that spray out venom
and I’m the snake charmer.
My painting begins.
It looks good. It looks abstract.
It turns out great.
‘Wow. Beautiful,’
Was all I could call it.
The world thinks I engage
in vandalism. But then,
do I have another canvas?
A Recipe for Friends
I’d start with a teaspoon of goofy-ness
a jug of friendliness
half a tea spoon of arguments
a sack of caring
and 90000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 sacks
of happiness
I’d mix them well in a pot
and there you go.
So many friends.
The Waterfall
splash, splosh, that’s the waterfall
crystal clear
shining in the sun
never fear
making white waves
the beautiful waterfall
The Recipe for Joy
To make joy
begin with a dash of happiness
then add a spoonful of friendliness
put in half a cup of caring
mix well
there!
Now you know the recipe for joy