Three of my poems for children. Please tell me what you think. |
SHOES It's time for school And I'm almost ready But I can't find my shoes Are they under my teddy? Not in the bathroom, Not on the stairs I can't even find them, Under the chairs I looked in the closet, And beneath my bed Even under the pillow Where I lay my head They're not by the T.V They're not on the floor Maybe I left them Right by the back door Mom says to hurry We are going to be late School will be starting It's almost eight I suddenly found them And it was so neat Right where they should be Right there on my FEET SPIKE Meatloaf for supper, That's not what I like. Maybe I'll give mine To my dog named Spike. Mom sure won't catch me If I am clever tonight. I just have to do it When she's out of sight. I asked her for more milk But she just won't leave Maybe I'll shove it Inside my right sleeve. Maybe I'll hide it Under my plate. Perhaps she won't notice And she'll think I ate. She's looking at me And I think she knows. But I think that meatloaf Smells just like toes. Oh good she just left To answer the door. Now I can drop it Right on the floor. Outside the window Right there by my bike. Sits that traitor, that coward My dog named Spike FISHING Today I went to catch a fish To put in momma's serving dish I put a worm upon my hook And settled back to read a book I waited and I watched my line Hoping soon to see a sign I played with sand, I played with rocks Took off my shoes, took off my socks I pulled it in to check my bait I even added extra weight Though I was bored I didn't quit Just checked how far that I could spit I wandered to the waters edge And sat upon a little ledge The water on my feet was mild So soon I started kicking wild I splashed and kicked, then something queer Made me holler with great fear I started to scream, I started to shout There on my toe, was a big fat trout! |