Wednesday 22 nd December 2010
When Mama was sick,towel on her head,
Daddy sent her to her room,into her bed.
When Daddy was sick,
Sneezing everywhere,
Mama tucked him up tight,
In his bed up the stairs.
When Sister Judy was sick,
Coughing this way and that,
Mama and Daddy said
"Well,that's that!"
And off to bed she went.
When I got sick,
I missed school,
All my friends in a blunder,
I was gone for a day ,
And they started to wonder.
But when the Earth was sick,
Many years ago,
People didn't try to stop it,
They just let it go.
No vaccinations or medicene,
Asprin or Nurofen,
And now we live in space,
Because the Earth has died because of the
Lazy Human Race!
So I ask you now,
How do you heal a sick world?
Daddy sent her to her room,into her bed.
When Daddy was sick,
Sneezing everywhere,
Mama tucked him up tight,
In his bed up the stairs.
When Sister Judy was sick,
Coughing this way and that,
Mama and Daddy said
"Well,that's that!"
And off to bed she went.
When I got sick,
I missed school,
All my friends in a blunder,
I was gone for a day ,
And they started to wonder.
But when the Earth was sick,
Many years ago,
People didn't try to stop it,
They just let it go.
No vaccinations or medicene,
Asprin or Nurofen,
And now we live in space,
Because the Earth has died because of the
Lazy Human Race!
So I ask you now,
How do you heal a sick world?
Tuesday 7 th December 2010
I tune my guitar all excited for the exciting concert.
And suddently all the worries appear.
I feel a shiver on my back and it asks these questions.
Your guitar will it fall?
Will it crash in the middle of the show?
The positioning?
What about that?
Will I forget my place?
The singing?
Will I lose my voice?
Oh! the positioning!
Where shall I sit next?
How shall I go off stage?
WHAT SHOULD I DO????
But I feel a shiver in my back and this time it's not my nevoursity,
it's my Relief!
I take a deep breath in and out and finally I go on stage.
Tuesday 7 th December 2010
That feeling when your birthday is in december and you just want to play with the snow on your special day... and just a few days before it, the snow melts...
Well, this how I expressed my disappointment in december 2010, a few days before my tenth birthday.
To read the poem, click read more.
Wednesday 1 st December 2010
Don't you love snow? Well, I certainly did as a child, and I still do now! This poem was written nine days before my tenth birthday, hoping that the snow would still be there on my special day...
To read the poem, click read more.
Saturday 27 th November 2010
Usually waking up in the morning is a bore
But not anymore!
Waking up to find your brother has taken the remote
It won't sink your boat!
This morning I was curled up in my bedding
When I heard a soft pitter patter from the weather outside.
I hopped up and out the window
Guess what I saw?
Snow!
So if your feeling sad and gloomy
And you can't watch your own TV
Then got on your coat
Go outside
And then you can gloat
On the ridiculous blanket of snow!
Not a pillow,not a sheet,not even some thick covers!
But a blanket! A blanket of snow.
But not anymore!
Waking up to find your brother has taken the remote
It won't sink your boat!
This morning I was curled up in my bedding
When I heard a soft pitter patter from the weather outside.
I hopped up and out the window
Guess what I saw?
Snow!
So if your feeling sad and gloomy
And you can't watch your own TV
Then got on your coat
Go outside
And then you can gloat
On the ridiculous blanket of snow!
Not a pillow,not a sheet,not even some thick covers!
But a blanket! A blanket of snow.
