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Ben And I

By on July 23, 2008 in Children's Poetry

  I caught a turtle and a frog, And then I tried to catch a hog, But it would fight and make a squeal, I didn’t know how it would feel. I thought that it would play with me, But it just wanted to be free, To roll around in sloppy mud, I loved this [...]

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Pandora’s prayer

By on June 16, 2008 in Poems & Stories

the empty box stands open she contemplates each item scattered on the floor the dusty floor where she kneels examining each one carefully   remembering how in years past things had gotten put away this and that little pieces of her some went quietly some kicking and screaming but each in their time locked away hidden   risking [...]

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Magic Mushrooms

By on June 9, 2008 in Poems & Stories

I’m down in the dirt and I’m scrounging around, I’m looking for mushrooms wherever they’re found, (Oh, look at the pretty pink clouds in the air), I hope that I find a few mushrooms somewhere. I know they are healthy, or so I’ve been told, The ones that are shiny, not covered in mold, (A [...]

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I’m Five Years Old

By on May 17, 2008 in Children's Poetry, Family Poems

I’m five years old, but almost six, My mommy says I’m big, I play outside in lotsa dirt, Because I like to dig. My nana’s name is Granny Smith, She gives me lotsa stuff, My brother’s name is Jason Smith, But he plays really rough. And…um ,um ,um…and…you know what? One time when I was [...]

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