Trees,
Swaying, growing, falling,
Tall,
Falling, growing, swaying,
Trees.
Poems
The Christmas
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June 18, 2017
by
aged
The last Christmas lights,
Clinging around like some birds,
Switches on like lightning.
The Perfect Gift
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June 17, 2017
by
aged
a gift to keep you organized
a present to help you be clean
a gadget for the kichen
no, that would be just mean
pretty perfume just for you
something for the car
all of these ideas
won’t get me very far
so much that you deserve
was your favorite color blue?
oh, what is that one thing
to show you that I love you
I will make you something
and of that I will be proud
I know you will love it too
it will be right, it will be loud
here it is mum
in bed you should stay
breakfast and a card
on this special Mother’s Day
We Are Teenage Girls
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June 17, 2017
by
When we go home
our straight hair goes up in messy buns
our make-up has faded, we can take it off
the fake smile vanishes into how we really feel
our brand new shirt changes into favorite old sweaters
our skinny jeans are traded for sweat pants or pajamas
our uggs are taken off to reveal our fuzzy socks
when we come home…
you couldn’t recognize us
The Rich and the Poor
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June 17, 2017
by
aged
Some people are rich,
Some people are poor,
Some people are wealthy but nothing more.
As you go outside at night ,
And see people with no light,
Maybe you’ll laugh,
Maybe you’ll cry.
But hardly anyone can be taken by surprise.
So maybe you’re rich,
Or maybe you’re poor,
Or perhaps you’re wealthy but nothing more!
As rich people stride into the night in their fancy, comfy shoes,
Perhaps they’ll see someone who needs help.
But do they help…? No they don’t!
They just stand there,
Watching,
Listening.
Rich people believe that they don’t have to help because they’re rich.
So maybe you’re rich.
Maybe you’re poor,
Maybe you’re wealthy but nothing more.
Nana’s House
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June 17, 2017
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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.
Apologise
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June 17, 2017
by
aged
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
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June 17, 2017
by
aged
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
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June 17, 2017
by
aged
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.