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Written for my daughter Sophie when I was on a business trip when she was 18 months and I was sad that she really didn't miss me at all, so I made up a poem as if she did because I missed her :-)
Where’s my Mummy?
You know she should be here.
Where’s my Mummy?
I want her to be near.
It’s simply not allowed
For her ...
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Written for my kids to help them spot the good friends and be good friends:
Sometimes people like to be with other people
Just like cats sometimes like to be with another cat.
They curl up in a cozy spot being companionable
And what in the world could be better than that.
A friend is someone you like to be with a ...
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I love to see you as you grow,
And hear your carefree giggle echo
Round the house and know your joy.
You are one amazing little boy.
I believe in you. And what you’ll be
I know will one day so astound me.
Doctor, lawyer, or physicist,
Fireman, policeman, or biologist.
But one thing I ask until you grow –
Learn when to stop ...
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Written for my husband for when he feels underappreciated:
It’s sad to feel underappreciated
And that no one notices what you do
So here is a poem to be read
When underappreciation is making you blue.
I may not notice that your hair is shorter
But I do notice that there is no brown in the water.
I may not notice that the ...
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Written for Sophie to help her believe in herself:
I love to be me
For I can be
Anything I want to be.
Look at me
A canvas that is empty
Waiting for paint on me.
Sometimes it seems
That I can’t make my dreams
But I can still be me.
Wherever I am
I always can
Fall back on just being me.
It’s the ...
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It’s hard to make a friend
With a battery at one end
That gives out jolts
Of up to six hundred volts.
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Who could have imagined a Sophie Louise?
Or the way that she smiles with the greatest of ease?
Who could have known that she would hate peaches?
Or be so thoughtful about the lessons life teaches –
Wondering why things fall to the ground
And if the same thing will happen the next time around.
Who could have known she would charm with her ...
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There are two types of sloth, you know.
The difference is an extra toe.
One has two front toes and the other three
But they both still like to sleep in a tree.
In fact, sloth’s favorite thing to do
Is spend more time sleeping than even you.
If perchance these sloths should wake
It’s slow and measured steps they take.
No rushing ...
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