childrens poetry
Nostalgia-inducing poetry inspired by our earliest favorites; from Dr. Seuss to Mother Goose, children’s poetry is all grown up.
My Little Rose
This beautiful little rose began as a empty little seed; ready to be nurtured, ready to feed. Her name is Rose, my little rosebud. I knew when she was born, she would grow in Grace, Beauty, and Love. Rose I named her, for the vision of her in my mind. I knew in my heart she will grow to shine. Her beauty will sink ships by the thousands, her Grace will stretch over all the lands; she will grow to be the Glory of Man.
By Mindy Sleeper7 years ago in Poets
The Cook and the Gingerbread Man
There once was a cook in the land of Kright, who baked away with all his might, trying to create the perfect delight. Sugar, dough, and a gumdrop too, a bit of peppermint to add some woohoo. Cut the shape so carefully he did, then into the oven the pan he slid. At last it came, his masterpiece, by a bit of magic, a sweet treat unleashed. The cook jumped with glee as he looked at the pan, as on it stood a little gingerbread man. It laughed and walked and danced around, the cook's jaw nearly dropped all the way to the ground. Off the pan it jumped down onto the floor and began to run to the kitchen door, the cook jumped up and tried to catch him but it hopped out the window and was gone with a whim. A last little laugh of happiness ran out as it ran off into the night with a sugary spout. The cook looked with sadness as he held the pan, but cracked a small smile for the gingerbread man.
By Austin Williams7 years ago in Poets
