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Wonderful place
Gather all around come sit with me
I have a great story to tell you, you’ll see
Of a wonderful place way over the hill
Where rainbows all start, come see if you will
We can go there today, let’s go there at once
So close all your eyes it starts with a bump
Hold my hand tight as we go way up high
On this magical mystery old carpet ride
There are games we can play and lollies to eat
If you feel like it you can watch telly on a cloud seat
You can swim in a lake made out of chocolate mud
Or throw a egg high watch it come down with a thud
For mum and for dad there are things for you too
It can last the whole day all the things there for you
You can eat all you want and drink if you wish
Or float on the lake and catch a star fish
You can float right on by or lay and sun bake
No cleaning, no worries no decisions to make
You can sing with the birds and dance with a bear
You can ride on a bike on a road to no where
It all up to you whatever you choose
As it’s all in your mind, there’s no way you can loose
I have a great story to tell you, you’ll see
Of a wonderful place way over the hill
Where rainbows all start, come see if you will
We can go there today, let’s go there at once
So close all your eyes it starts with a bump
Hold my hand tight as we go way up high
On this magical mystery old carpet ride
There are games we can play and lollies to eat
If you feel like it you can watch telly on a cloud seat
You can swim in a lake made out of chocolate mud
Or throw a egg high watch it come down with a thud
For mum and for dad there are things for you too
It can last the whole day all the things there for you
You can eat all you want and drink if you wish
Or float on the lake and catch a star fish
You can float right on by or lay and sun bake
No cleaning, no worries no decisions to make
You can sing with the birds and dance with a bear
You can ride on a bike on a road to no where
It all up to you whatever you choose
As it’s all in your mind, there’s no way you can loose
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this for my 8 year old daughter, she loves it and has a copy in her room, she called it a wonderful place, hence the title. To bring a smile to her face is what life is all about.
Hear
Of all an empty space we are
we still swing to our own
Marupo
we still swing to our own
Marupo
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
those beautiful shells.Soph
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Leave me alone
they pull my hair
they tease my clothes
they say nasty things to me
they mock my nose.
they gather in mobs
they take my lunch money
they walk away laughing
i dont understand, what is so funny?
how was school mum asks
i tell her it was fine
i dont tell her of the bullying
she wont hear me crying.
looking into the mirror
im not as ugly as they say,or am i?
oh" your hurtful words
get out" stop echoing my mind.
i could be in the gang
forbidden to be myself
but id rather be alone
then be like any one of them.
but schooldays arent forever
and soon i shall be free
all i need is to be strong
and hope in the meantime, no harm comes to me.
they tease my clothes
they say nasty things to me
they mock my nose.
they gather in mobs
they take my lunch money
they walk away laughing
i dont understand, what is so funny?
how was school mum asks
i tell her it was fine
i dont tell her of the bullying
she wont hear me crying.
looking into the mirror
im not as ugly as they say,or am i?
oh" your hurtful words
get out" stop echoing my mind.
i could be in the gang
forbidden to be myself
but id rather be alone
then be like any one of them.
but schooldays arent forever
and soon i shall be free
all i need is to be strong
and hope in the meantime, no harm comes to me.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
this poem i dont need to explain its meaning however just to say where i wrote where she doesnt tell and her tears are her own, i wrote that only because its reality, so many school kids keep to themselfs to deal with what they think is THEIR problem when its not, its everyones really in knowing how school bullying can be solved.just a poem
I'm sorry I hurt you- I know it's my fault
I only learned from the past how to hurt and assault
Stay with me though-I know I can love
The people that hurt me-Are all up above
I'm frightened but strong
I now know they were wrong.
A child- i was damaged, scared and confused
an adult, i know i was used and abused.
give me a chance to forget it all
give me a chance to rise from the fall
I only learned from the past how to hurt and assault
Stay with me though-I know I can love
The people that hurt me-Are all up above
I'm frightened but strong
I now know they were wrong.
A child- i was damaged, scared and confused
an adult, i know i was used and abused.
give me a chance to forget it all
give me a chance to rise from the fall
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Posted: Jun 2011
Post Comment
Choice
I want my mum
I want my dad
Is that too much to ask
I want them both
Where I can see
Not travel to and fro
Why can't they both
Live here with me
I'm not that bad
I'll try to be
Much better still
If you'll come live with me
You say that both
Of you have changed
At present things are different
Love has left, no longer there
Is love for me
Gone the same way
No, no you say
Don't worry so
You love me forever
But how I ask
Can this be so
If both of you have changed
If you can choose
To love me now
And choose to love me ever
Then why I ask
Why can't you choose
To love one another
I want my dad
Is that too much to ask
I want them both
Where I can see
Not travel to and fro
Why can't they both
Live here with me
I'm not that bad
I'll try to be
Much better still
If you'll come live with me
You say that both
Of you have changed
At present things are different
Love has left, no longer there
Is love for me
Gone the same way
No, no you say
Don't worry so
You love me forever
But how I ask
Can this be so
If both of you have changed
If you can choose
To love me now
And choose to love me ever
Then why I ask
Why can't you choose
To love one another
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
To a child sometimes things look black and white."Knock"
Curled and furled against ones own skin
the hearing of the heart beat
Alive!
sudden sweeping waves
Who's there?
then creeping
entwined
within the unknown
So beautifully structured
the loss of walls being silence
Alone
A secret peep
Shall I come above my scoria
One only knowes
Forcast
the mind of what was before
angst unruly
shall it be
a mind of matter?
Glorious to seek
Shall I lift this lid?
To only dance open eyed
unfolded
when I was a kid
the hearing of the heart beat
Alive!
sudden sweeping waves
Who's there?
then creeping
entwined
within the unknown
So beautifully structured
the loss of walls being silence
Alone
A secret peep
Shall I come above my scoria
One only knowes
Forcast
the mind of what was before
angst unruly
shall it be
a mind of matter?
Glorious to seek
Shall I lift this lid?
To only dance open eyed
unfolded
when I was a kid
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
Loved writing this. Soph"TELL ME THERE"S A HEAVEN"
The little girl, she said to me
What are these things that i can see?
Each night when i come home from school
When mama calls me in for tea.
Oh, every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do?
To make that person black and blue.
Grandpa says they"re happy now
They sit with god in paradise
With angels wings and still somehow
It makes me feel like ice
Tell me theres a heaven
Tell me thats its true
Tell me theres a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they"re all happy now
Papa, tell me that its so.
What are these things that i can see?
Each night when i come home from school
When mama calls me in for tea.
Oh, every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do?
To make that person black and blue.
Grandpa says they"re happy now
They sit with god in paradise
With angels wings and still somehow
It makes me feel like ice
Tell me theres a heaven
Tell me thats its true
Tell me theres a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they"re all happy now
Papa, tell me that its so.
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
These words of "Chris Rea" from the record "Tell me theres a heaven" listen to the record!! and cry with me.Hannahs Day at the Farm
There goes Hannah
climbing a tree
to reach a rooster that
crowed,"cockle doodle dee?!"
Hannah was confused
the rooster was too
So Hannah taught him
to sing cockle doodle doo
There goes Hannah
swimming in the lake
to rescue a duckling that
said, "quake quake quake"
Hannah sad, "I'm truly sorry
but its a well known fact
that little ducklings say
quack, quack, quack!"
Into the barn went our
little Hannah Rae
to teach the long eared donkey
how to bray
It seems our furry friend
was a little mixed up
for instead of braying HEE HAW
He was braying, "Hiccup Hiccup"
Even the dappled gray mare
wouldn't whinny or neigh
She just let out a "Tweet"
when Hannah offered her some hay
The cat mewled, "Cluck"
"Oink", howled the dog
the goose honked, "Baaaa"
"Woof" grunted the big, fat hog
As Hannah was leaving the barn,
she stopped to pet the cow
who looked at her and
bellowed, "Meow"
Our Hannah shook her head
and said, "That wouldn't do
cows really should
just say MOOOO!!"
Hannah was confused
what was happening on the farm?
was there cause
to raise an alarm?
She went to ask Gram and Papa
Papa said with a smile,
"The animals change places
it happens once in awhile"
Grammy said, "They get bored
and pretend to be something else
but by the end of the day,
they are back to being themselves."
Its ok to pretend
but its always best
to be proud of who you are cause
God made you different then the rest.
climbing a tree
to reach a rooster that
crowed,"cockle doodle dee?!"
Hannah was confused
the rooster was too
So Hannah taught him
to sing cockle doodle doo
There goes Hannah
swimming in the lake
to rescue a duckling that
said, "quake quake quake"
Hannah sad, "I'm truly sorry
but its a well known fact
that little ducklings say
quack, quack, quack!"
Into the barn went our
little Hannah Rae
to teach the long eared donkey
how to bray
It seems our furry friend
was a little mixed up
for instead of braying HEE HAW
He was braying, "Hiccup Hiccup"
Even the dappled gray mare
wouldn't whinny or neigh
She just let out a "Tweet"
when Hannah offered her some hay
The cat mewled, "Cluck"
"Oink", howled the dog
the goose honked, "Baaaa"
"Woof" grunted the big, fat hog
As Hannah was leaving the barn,
she stopped to pet the cow
who looked at her and
bellowed, "Meow"
Our Hannah shook her head
and said, "That wouldn't do
cows really should
just say MOOOO!!"
Hannah was confused
what was happening on the farm?
was there cause
to raise an alarm?
She went to ask Gram and Papa
Papa said with a smile,
"The animals change places
it happens once in awhile"
Grammy said, "They get bored
and pretend to be something else
but by the end of the day,
they are back to being themselves."
Its ok to pretend
but its always best
to be proud of who you are cause
God made you different then the rest.
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
My daughter Hannah was about 4 at the time and loves the critters on her grandparents farm.. She bounces along to visit them all when we are there.. Shes very strong willed and Independent and this idea popped into my head as I was watching her.* Illusions *
I used to believe in illusion.. there was a time when I would close my eyes and believe that the stars were shining only for me I would carry my illusions with me, as if they were a child in a womb imagining.. that with their birth I'd know complete happiness I would let go of reality within every breath I took. for illusions walked within me like clouds wander the sky - I would ignore it all- but one day.. maturity came to visit, and I was certain that just like innocence it would be harmless and precious. I was wrong.. It walked inside, and stole my illusions.. breaking my heart and fixing it at the same time. For I realized that reality as much as illusion is senseless.. and I'll forever remain an illusionist to my soul.
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Posted: Jul 2011
Post Commentthank you mom
Nothing can explain exactly all you do
Or how much I love you.
All you do and all you say
Help me each and every day.
Your love and support my whole life long
Help me to grow up happy and strong.
When things aren't going well and I need to talk,
I know that you aren't a far away walk.
We've always been there for each other,
Day after day and then another.
There are no words good enough for what a good mother entails.
There are no ways to explain how amazing, no details.
Three words sum up things well, though,
And these three are the best that I know:
I love you.
Never forget how much I do.
Or how much I love you.
All you do and all you say
Help me each and every day.
Your love and support my whole life long
Help me to grow up happy and strong.
When things aren't going well and I need to talk,
I know that you aren't a far away walk.
We've always been there for each other,
Day after day and then another.
There are no words good enough for what a good mother entails.
There are no ways to explain how amazing, no details.
Three words sum up things well, though,
And these three are the best that I know:
I love you.
Never forget how much I do.
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Posted: Jul 2011
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