You could go to Disneyland to meet Mickey Mouse,
Or you could go to Clayton to an average little house,
But it is not the bricks and the mortar that matter,
It’s the energy inside bubbling with laughter and chatter,
Now, you can go to Disneyland to ride on the funfair,
But there you will never meet someone who deeply cares,
Who wants to know the dreams of everyone,
Someone who at eighty five still dances and makes everything fun.
Now, you could go to Disneyland and find a top chef,
But only in this little house will you ever find the best,
And this place is called Nana’s house,
Yes, that`s right Nana’s house,
It’s a place where you will never go hungry or cold,
And a place where relationships beam between the young and the old,
Now, you could to Disneyland to meat Mickey Mouse,
Or you could go to Clayton to an average little house,
The choice is really up to you but I am no buffoon,
Me? I choose Nana’s house and I hope to see you to there soon.
Poems
Apologise
I would like to apologise,
for not being on for long,
the last time I posted was last year!
Where has time gone?
I’m almost a teen now,
growing up is hard,
but knowing that as I grow up,
my poems stay with me,
so I stay a child at heart.
So I apologise,
that I have not been on,
I’m working on something big right now,
I hope it won’t take long.
I Like
I like sunshine
I like snow
I like brown leaves when they blow
I like cookies
I like cake
I like waffles
when I wake
I like collies
I like cats
I like clowns
in funny hats
I like baseball
I like trains
I like sleeping
when it rains
I like stories at bedtime
I like poems when they rhyme
Best Friends
There was a girl named Katie,
She had a friend called Bettie,
They were so athletic,
They were just fantastic
They also had a friend called Jessie.