HOME

HOME, a poem based on the children's movie

Home is where the heart is...
Home is where young memories live...
Home is where everything is his.
Home is where he has plenty to give.

Home is a worthwile investment,
Home is cozy and warm.
Home is a special assessment;
Home is a haven from the storm.

Home size does not matter,
Nor the possessions within.
Home can be a great scatter!
Home can cause you to grin!

Home is where you feel the most safe.
Home is a wonderful place for a waif.
Home is special, no matter the size;
Home is the best, most secure prize.


to be continued...... ;)

I HATE winter

I miss you Green Grass,

I miss you tickling my toes.

I miss walking outside to class,

I am really only winter's foe.

 


Where are you lovely Sun?!

Where are you soft wind?

Pretty flowers, I love to run

With you I can always grin.


Sun, oh how I have mourned your loss,

Since you disappeared behind those clouds.

Are you mad or somehow cross?\

Are you finished with us all in our crowds?


Why must you punish us?

We know you are the boss.

Why have such a big fuss?

We will be at a complete loss....



In the end.

I do not know what to do or say, 

I am at a complete loss.

Suddenly this man is gone, 

this father, son, this boss.

I feel this sudden, sinking feeling,

I know it MUST be grief.

This man is gone, this father,

this loving partner,  this chief.

I must continue on, 

Live through the tears.

Hold on to memories, 

Chase away all fears.

these memories are all we have, 

when a loved one passes on. 

a lesson to cherish each moment, 

before we are all gone.

my uncle, Dad's brother, 

this captain at sea

steer and captain that boat, 

as you glide through heaven in harmony.

farewell.

Brave, inspirational young children

 

 

Brave little kids; with you I am always kind,

So amazingly, incredibly strong,

I very often have thoughts of you zooming through my mind.

It's so hard to believe that with you there could be anything wrong.

Let's play with ponies, dolls or dinosaurs, maybe a board game

Anything at all to bring a smile on to your face

Let’s do a puzzle or play make believe, I like it all the same!

Our lives move by so quickly like a crazy, frantic, race.

I will always have time for sweet, little you

You are great, you can try,

I will always have time, even when you are blue.

If you really want to, go ahead and cry.

It's okay! You are super girl/super boy

I'm just here to give you a little joy!

 

My Poem for Chicks

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pinning up my long, wavy hair

Wearing frilly underwear

Making extra effort to say please and thank you

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

Avoiding  ugly confrontations

Remembering to be polite

Not at all letting on that I feel blue

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

Never, ever letting a swear word slip

Minding all my P's and Q's

Being kind to all, even those who have been untrue

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

 

Smiling nicely at everyone I meet

Going out of my way to help them when they need

Caring about everyone, yes, YOU too

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

Hiding when I am sad,

I'm not allowed to just be MAD,

Cause that would just be bad.

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

Being sneered at by dudes at the gym

Being marginalized or given menial tasks

At work or school or anywhere at last!

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

Maybe I am strong enough to lift that box

Yes I can control my emotions

No, I don’t need help understanding that devotion

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

No, my favourite colour is not pink,

No, I do not like wearing make-up,

No, I do not need you to lift that box up.

Why?

 

Cause I'm a chick.

 

And I am strong all on my own.

 

 

Despite the fact that all this sucks,

I am proud to be a woman.

Super proud.

Extremely proud.

 

We are a kind of strong all on our own.