21. Birthday Wish
A cake with a lit candle,
Presents with ribbons and bows,
A bike with pink, glittery handles,
A little girl who grows and grows.
A cake with a lit candle,
Presents with ribbons and bows,
A bike with pink, glittery handles,
A little girl who grows and grows.

I hear of a place that is made of gold,
a place where we shall never grow old,
but one answer I have not heard at all,
will there be paw prints from my little dog?
It's so great! I'm going to use it for a poetry contest in school.
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Wooden door; wide and creaky.
Sculking cat; snide and sneaky.
Skeletons; cold and clanky.
Madame Witch; old and cranky.
These words I say without a stutter:
I hate the taste of peanut butter!
In Reese's chocolate it may stay
But keep the butter far away.
My 11-year-old son recited this poem at his classical school, The Classical Academy, this past month. He has peanut allergies, so it was fitting that he chose your poem to recite. He recited...
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True treasure is not found on ships, in chests of silver and gold.
True treasure is not ruby rings or jewels from long ago.
You don't need a treasure map to find chests beneath the sea.
True treasure is simply the love and joy found in you and me!
Love your poem! Moms are our biggest treasure. Children are a mother's biggest treasure. Thank you for sharing! I really enjoyed your poem!
If my world were made of chocolate,
I know what I would do.
I'd make a chocolate mountain
And share it all with you.

This lovely poem is very enjoyable and resembles one I made about candy land.

My son, age 9, loves all things cat. He's currently taking a drama class and has to read a poem. This is the one he chose. I just hope he can make it through the poem without giggling. He...
What if there were purple spots on a pig?
What if there were no burrows to dig?
What if the colours weren't invented?
All is well as it was established from the beginning and created by God. It's a good harmony in the world now. The poem is excellent and funny as well.
Spring is here.
It's time to cheer
And observe God's tender grace
With flowers blooming to and fro
Great to read such a positive poem in the current dark times of Coronavirus. Thank goodness for the optimism of youth. Goof job Maddy.
I want to catch a poem,
But I’m not sure how.
I wish I knew when and where,
I could catch a poem right now.
An elephant came for a sleepover
And jumped into my bed
I never saw him coming ‘til
He landed on my head
I love this poem because this is what I am going through with my brother.
My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your treats.
Tiny Chihuahua,
Humongous Great Dane.
The difference between them
Is really quite plain.
Mrs. Blossom was a witch,
we're pretty sure of that,
though she didn't have a broomstick,
wear a cloak, or pointed hat.
If clouds were made of candyfloss.
If honey filled the seven seas.
If sand was made of sherbet.
If cupcakes grew on every tree.
How lovely to read a poem which brought a smile to my face. Thank you. Best wishes, Ann.
Christmas is a loving hug
Or roasting chestnuts on the rug.
Christmas is one's first snow
And wrapping presents up with bows.
I was honored to know this author's father when he was first born and celebrated many Christmases with him and his Mom and Dad. This poem made me remember the wonderful Christmases we had. I...
Yellow is beautiful
And kind.
Yellow tastes sour down my throat.
It feels like the warmth of the sky.
My mom said, "Eat all your soup,
every piece of chicken and every noodle."
But there's a cow in my soup.
How doth the little spider be,
A Master of Geometry?
Oh tell me, tell me, if you know,
Where did she learn to weave quite so?
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