Bedtime is teeth that sparkle bright, And moonbeams that shine with silver light. Bedtime is jammies that are tightly zipped, And foreheads that are so very gently kissed. Bedtime is soft blankets that are snug, And a teddy bear that waits for a sleepy kind of hug. ©2020 Elizabeth Wrobel 0
When bedtime is here, Mommy always says, “You better get ready, my, dear.” “Your teeth should shine and sparkle bright, and your jammies should be zipped up tight.” When bedtime is here, I always say, “You better get ready, Mommy, dear.” “Your lullaby should be a sweet, sweet song, and your story should be very,Display
Brush, brush, Zip, zip, Tuck, tuck, Kiss, kiss, Cuddle, cuddle, Close, close, Snuggle, snuggle, Doze, doze. ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel 0
Come on let's sing, A song fit for a king. Ring a bell–hear it ting-a-ling On this joyous night spreading God's news around, Let's all go a-caroling, a-caroling through the town! ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel +2
Golden leaves piled high. Golden sunsets paint the sky. Golden autumn, golden fall, Golden days for us all! ©2018 Elizabeth Wrobel +2
Falling to the ground, Painting the town. Dancing, swirling, Laughing, twirling. A colorful breeze, Of autumn leaves. ©2018 Elizabeth Wrobel +4
After the teeth–after the jammies, After the prayers–after the stories, After the tuck–after the kiss, Sweet dreams–after all of this. ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel +2
Teddy bear, teddy bear next to me, All tucked in as comfy as can be. I give him a huggle, He gives me a snuggle, All night long we cuddle, cuddle, cuddle. Teddy bear, teddy bear cozy and tight, All bundled up until the morning light. ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel +6
Blueberry, blueberry on the bush, Are you as delicious as you look? Blueberry, blueberry I just picked, I bet you taste absolutely perfect. Blueberry, blueberry in my mouth, You are the best without a doubt! ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel +3
A poem short enough to memorize, Small enough for a pocket to hold inside. A poem sweet enough to share, Powerful enough to carry everywhere. The idea of a pocket poem was very smart, It’s the perfect size to live within the heart. ©2018 Elizabeth Wrobel +1
Share a greeting with a stranger. Share some kindness with a neighbor. Share a giggle with a friend. Share a smile that will never end. Share a rhyme everywhere you go. Share a poem with everyone you know. ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel +1
Plip-plop, Raindrops, Misty notes begin, Waltzing on the wind. Plip-plop, Raindrops, The sweetest melodies, Humming through the trees. Plip-plop, Raindrops, Tapping out the beat, Dancing in the street. Plip-plop, Raindrops, Rhythm never stops, Drumming on the rooftops. ©2019 Elizabeth Wrobel +4
Abigail crept to the open bedroom door. Mommy was sitting on the bed, Daddy’s arm was around her shoulders and both their heads were bowed. Tears fell from their eyes. Abby could see the wet spots on Mommy’s blue dress and Daddy’s dress pants. Watching them made her want to cry, but she didn’tDisplay
My daddy is very brave in snow so deep. It came last night when we were asleep. Piles and piles kept coming down. Now I lift each foot high off the ground. Faraway trees are still green and daddy waits for me. (c) 2017 Richard L. Provencher +10
Little Stevie liked walking with mom. Today he tripped and fell into a hole. He got up and fell into another hole. Mom felt the bump on his head. “You have a lump from a bump.” And they both laughed. (c) 2017 Richard L. Provencher +4
I wake up to lots of noise. I can hear through my window. The sun is shining so bright. The birds and the sun are my friends. Are they your friends too? (c) 2017 Richard L. Provencher +2
Baby footprints straddle foam-crested waves as each push of water tests her confidence mama calls… be careful honey don’t fall, statement of mother-love as a warm wave caresses little time to hear her voice of concern. Restless toes grasp Northumberland pebbles. © Richard L. Provencher Published in Canadian Author & Bookman Toronto, Ontario ISSN 0008-2937Display
I held this life cradled in my hands a gift from God, he came by night. © Richard L. Provencher +4
Lug a bag of loose bones to the bookstore, so grown-ups can notice those secret shapes my teacher told me when you are young you’ll have weird ideas on what is fun for little boys pickles and pigeons, even roaring lions make my nose nervous, but karate kicks help me. © Richard L. Provencher *Display
A Child of God Tap-tapping like drum beats from a cautious march, the boy’s pale face follows my steps his cane meandering side to side through the aisle, and I watch hummingbird fingers poke at the shelves. He listens to the crinkle of a spaghetti package chin uplifted, grinning like a monkey mom’s proud ofDisplay
The Milky Way is a sweep of energized rhythm an imaginative journey across the galaxy in a crown of glory: Queen Cassiopeia Aquila the Eagle Northern Cross and the Great Rift– a plethora of guardianship. Author Notes: “Our sky has always intrigued those watching for comets or even UFO’s. Many young people have also becomeDisplay
You’re gone Ace. Barking no longer necessary to harass mail carriers nor strangers standing frightfully still while you munch pant legs dressed in brand-name tags. They’ll miss that mouthful of teeth your frenetic fury black and white pooch wearing one crooked eye. Yes Ace doggone they will. Author Notes: “I often wondered about all thoseDisplay
There’s a liking for the chase young fellow and your dog knows the difference between love and just a friend. You’re his master and he’ll follow you even into salty swells of incoming tide as you wade Atlantic-strides along the shore. Never let him down boy. Author Notes: “When a family lives by the oceanDisplay
A Little Boy Add a little boy some peanut butter sandwiches a few trouser tears — nothing special and the whole world knows him. Author Notes: “There is always something special about a little boy. And in my early days such a joy heading off to fish for trout with a slingshot hanging from aDisplay
A black cat looks for any boy who will walk with him or take him home. “I will,” said Joey MEOW answered the cat. Both wished for a friend and now each has one BIG SMILES. A brown can full of cookies is a reward. Or an orange can be a new wish for doingDisplay
Some folks, it’s said, hear pillow talk As they climb into their bed. Others hear nothing at all As thoughts ramble through their head. Some folks want a fat one Others, one that’s thin. Still others want a fluffy one To sink their head within. The pillow that I chose I know I got itDisplay
A Birch Tree scales the side of the highest hill holding fast with roots not plunging so deep— a standout in a sea of green. From spruce to willow and poplar to a few scattered cedar. I am more than a fist of iron in my demeanor— like a moose in the forest stalwart andDisplay
In 1963-64 I was a senior Scout Leader at this HSR Haliburton Scout Reserve Campground in Ontario. A Jewel Among a forest of green Kennabi kingly rests as tall wind-soaked trees stand whispering still and near his stately shore the water floods6 Below pine-dotted ridges rushing can be audibly heard of dancing water that slap-slapsDisplay
Remembering a week at Kanasuta Cub Camp and a favourite game was King-of-the-Hill. Being King of the hill meant a lot to a ten-year-old shoving others back as they approached and holding your own as they attacked from all directions. Lee gets pushed aside then Ricky and now I’m in trouble as Kenny my bestDisplay
Black White They make gray And gray is as boring as black and white Add white to red It makes pink And pink is as cool as lemonade Add black to blue It makes the ocean And the ocean is as deep as the sea And if you see beyond the skin You can findDisplay
Always smiling and nodding Never will choose a side Well not today As friends battle friends Calling the other names I stand up I rise above I become the strongest player on the field with one word No With the force of one thousand storms I stare into the eyes of my opponent Not backingDisplay
Dory boats bob near ocean’s shore, tethered as goats grazing side by side except these are wooden hulls waiting for tomorrow’s fishing orders now silent as bats in evening’s warm breath. The sun’s last rays provide colourful shades, it’s goodnight-time for friends made today. © 2016 Richard L. Provencher +4
I took her hand as kindness showed through my intentions, she needed love the touch of a mother’s hand laying one upon hers. I did so, and Jesus smiled. © 2016 Richard L. Provencher +1
Pleione star, brightly shine but do not burn. Hands away, the sun burns hot. Its heat you learn. Pleione, prouder be your flames in outer space. With grace you speak a life that lives on modest pace. Youngest eyes below your sparks surpass the sky. This pride I own be yours, dear star, beloved eye.Display
Our bond, as strong as leather, loyal, as sound as a bell, if we now stick together we sure won’t go to hell. By being kind forever we’ll break whatever spell. We won’t be parting, never. Our strength, no one could tell. If we just stick together, our hearts warm cell by cell. In servingDisplay
Today on your birthday, I’ve a wristwatch for your present. Fasten this on your left wrist, and watch the tense that’s present. Fasten this on your right, and forget all that’s past. Now you own a life-guide. Reveal how time ticks fast. You fasten tight this present, and know no present would last. You’ll knowDisplay
UNREQUITED LOVE Long lonely road to go, but I still move on The pictures are clear The fruit grows in your eyes And even when you seem not to care My heart still longs for your love How could you not have known? Even when I shed blood instead of tears How could you notDisplay
BIRTHDAY BLESSING BECOMES BITTER At a dew point, it drizzles down deep on my roof. Gradually thunder strikes and lightning flashes in my hood Then the barmy rain comes along and shouts of joy is on a loop Mother is no exception, yes! Her voice roars like that of a lion So long and loud,Display
My little son, my little girl, when I first met your mother, she sat in her work room. There came no sound of other men wanting her to bloom. When I first met your mother love wasn’t there at first. It took my heart another two months, in tears I’d burst. Too shy I turnedDisplay
Life is a race, Up to a base, When you face, Suppose you do not say, You will go up to the lays, And there will be a great space, Then you will chase, For so many days, Then you will soon win the life`s base, After getting happiness you will walk through hays, YouDisplay
Farm is green and green, It changes the minds of teen, Farming stops the hungryness, And give us a plenty of fulfilness. Evaluate the seeds by soughing in soil, With a great patience and toil, Harvest paddy with your lovely daddy, Cook it with your lovely mummy. -Niteesh S R 0
Simple Pleasures A stroll in the park A few leaves fall Gentle wind blows Trees, sixty feet tall. Lounge on a river bank A worm and a hook A peaceful moment Curled up with a book. Visit an old friend It’s been a while Be spontaneous Go the extra mile. Give a stranger directions You’veDisplay
Morning Blessing May your guardian angel protect and guide you all thru the day, and prevent any harm to ever come your way, This is the blessing I give to my loved one just before You kiss me goodbye and walk out the door. Elizabeth Figueroa +2
Meant to be Not being sure if I could do it scared me so much. Not knowing if you would love me frightened me. Not even sure if it was really happening gave me nightmares. Not feeling you inside me was so scary. I was so young and so immature but yet so old toDisplay
Knock, Knock, Knock Knock, knock, knock, Guess what? I am here! Your guardian angel You have nothing to fear. I came straight from heaven from God’s bright light to protect you and your family all through the night. So good night and remember that I am here to stay, right next to your bed, afterDisplay
Seasons The gentle egg’s shell breaks open, The chick inside is free, The daffodils lie bright and sunny, Dainty as can be. The boiling sun shines down strongly, The butterflies flit by, The green grasshoppers chirrup loudly, White clouds drift by in a summer sky. The crispy leaf floats to the ground, Golds and rustenDisplay
MY FACE I draw two eyes with my sharp pencil. They can see through the window. Even help me count fingers and toes. “TEN!” They watch you all day. Next I draw a rose that smells a fluffy rose. Here comes my dog with wet fur. “PHEW!” Your baking from the kitchen curls like chimney smoke.Display
Girl’s Best Friend Two weeks early, A lifetime of waiting, A puppy to hold, A friendship worth creating. Arrived in a box, Scared but far from alone, She nibbles at my socks, Not something I condone. She shall be named Hershey, And she shall be mine, As the newest member of the family, She’ll doDisplay
The Gift of Love It’s hard to believe when people don’t see Who is the maker above. It’s clear to me and will always be That He is the sign of love. It’s hard to believe the stars in the sky Are as beautiful as they are. Stop and try to reach as high OrDisplay
From Mother to Daughter Since the first time I met you, I knew I was in love, You are my blessing from God above. You made me smile through all the pain, My health and my love, you helped me to gain. I look at you now through and through, I don’t know what myDisplay
FROM FATHER TO SON I remember the day when you were born, Outside was cold, but I felt warm. I remember when I touched you and you began to cry, I was sort of frightened and I don’t know why. Your eyes were teary, but yet so cute, You were so tiny, I didn’t knowDisplay
Comment on Life Life: you know it takes all kinds of folks Nice, mean, handsome with hopes. Fools like me who some call blundering Curious ones who can’t stop wondering. Where we are now and where will we be Ten years from now—in chains or set free? Will we stop traffic to save a smallDisplay
CHANGE Change can be good and change can be bad, Change can be happy and change can be sad, Change can be difficult to understand, Why a friend has to move or why good things are banned, Why loved ones are lost by a youth’s bad decision, Or why his poor soul just can’t beDisplay
Before you were born Before you were born…How could I see? That God would send a beautiful baby to me. I guess He knew that right from the start, that your life here with me would have opened my heart. I have to admit the day that you first walked My throat didn’t hurt, IDisplay
Angels at Playtime Morning The angels jump and play all day long, They even have their favorite songs. The angels are joyful all through the day, Cause at night they know its time out for play. So they settle down with one another, Sister to Sister and Brother to Brother. All of a sudden theyDisplay
The Park Sitting on a bench, watching the world pass by, Bees buzz and eagles fly, This park is a special park, the one I call my own, My place of solace, my quiet home, All sorts of characters can be found here, Those who are strangers and those I hold dear, The park isDisplay
JESUS MY FRIEND I have a Friend, a Friend, so very Dear, Jesus, you always wipe away my tears, In life you teach me to walk the right pathways, In trials Jesus never let me go astray. Jesus, You’re so Loving, You’re so Kind, A True Friend like You, is not hard to find, I’llDisplay
GOING HOME I see chickens that cluck, and a waddling duck and growing in the garden there would still be corn to shuck. I hope it’s warm in heaven so my feet aren’t always cold, and I’d like to bring my toys with me even though I’m very old. I want to bring my favoriteDisplay
LULLABY Now that the sun has gone down in the west And the last light is fading in darkening blue; The only sound left in the whole world to hear, Is the sound of the river hushing down to the sea. The games have been finished a long time ago The toys are packed upDisplay
Some None At All One bike to ride on Two baby dolls Most children have these Some, none at all. Three meals daily Four friends to call Most children have these Some, none at all. Five hugs a day Daddies six feet tall Most children have these Some, none at all. Seven books to readDisplay
Princesses Once upon a time there were three beautiful princesses there names were Kimmy, Katie, and Kristen. Kimmy was 3, Katie was 5, and Kristen was 8. They all lived in a manor. With butlers, maids, cooks, and lots of people. But the princesses did not treat them like slaves they treated them withDisplay
Once upon a time in the land of ‘There Wasn’t Any’ Lived a handsome young unicorn by the name of Henry. Henry had one problem so forlorn, On the top of his head was a wig not a horn. “Oh me oh me oh my–I’m so forlorn, On the top of my head is aDisplay
