Three To Redo (2013)

1. A kitchen.

2. A math problem.

3. A scary movie.

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Always quite a sensation-

Leaving not much to the imagination.

.

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 205 (An Innocent Spring)

The springtime came and the bulbs
began to sprout-
It had happened for the last 21 years,
so I had no doubt.

That they would return as they have
every single spring-
The purple blooms amongst the green
leaves, has become a traditional thing.

First, the green leaves come up and the
blooms follow behind-
A lovely bunch of flowers is what I always
eventually find.

But, this year was different, for as I saw them
standing tall-
When I got up closer, it wasn’t that way at all.

The outer ring was all that stood straight-
While the ones in the middle, didn’t look all
that great.

It looked like someone, or something had
laid them flat-
I was amazed about the situation, and
thought, well how about that?

And then I realized it was my daughter and
her friends who had done this particular act-
I could have assumed that a little courtesy is
what they lacked.

I could have gotten upset and thrown a fit-
But then I looked at the situation again, from
where a childs’ mind sits.

Only young once, the little idle minds, saw so
much fun-
In making this area a play place, in the shade
away from the sun.

A place to imagine, a place to hide-
Couldn’t have done it better myself, had I
tried.

The daughter and her friends will grow up and
one day move away-
And at another time, on another spring day-

I’ll look at the blooms, and wish she were still
around-
To play, in the blooms again, as if they were
once again new found.

The children grow up, and lose the innocence
of imagination of play-
But, I’ll still see them, in the blooms, on any
given spring day.

The springtime came and the bulbs
began to sprout-
It had happened for the last 21 years,
so I had no doubt.

-2010-

Three That Continue To Multiply (2012)

1. Children in math class.

2. Rabbits.

3. Pumpkin recipes.

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Imagination is the reason-

We see more and more each season.

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 722

To decide, to go back, into time-

And, turn it into an instant rhyme.

.

To wash and hang clothes, on the line-

With no dryer, in sight, to find.

.

To use, the imagination, in play-

With no TV, or video game today.

.

To take a trek, to the outhouse-

With no flushing toliet, in the house.

.

To bake a cake-

From scratch, like Grandma used to make.

.

To boil the water, to take a bath-

With no hot water coming into the house,

it’s easy to do the math.

.

To sit, on the porch, until the heat, of the day,

goes away-

No, everybody was not just a friendly neighbor,

to go to bed comfortably, you first, had to sit

outside and wait, while having your say.

.

To go and pick those blueberries, so that

Mama can make that pie-

No Wal-mart, to purchase one, in the blink

of an eye.

.

To write a letter by hand, to the relatives who live far-

No telephone, no e-mail, no fax, and no car.

.

To decide, to go back, in time-

And, turn it, into an instant rhyme.

A Child’s Time In Simple Rhyme # 120

With just a bit of imagination-
The box was turned into a lot of fun.
-2009-

A Child’s Time-In Simple Rhyme (234)

Sometimes we don’t need real toys to play

For we can play with stick and rocks, with our imagination underway.

-2014-

The New That Happened To Unfold-From The Old # 127

Ones’ own imagination used to be spurred,
by songs, on the radio-
Before the days of the commercialized
music video.

-2010-

Three For Birds In The Yard (2016)

1. Water.
2. Rest.
3. Bird food.
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No doubt-
Attention getter
along the route.

 

 

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 205 (An Innocent Spring)

The springtime came and the bulbs
began to sprout-
It had happened for the last 21 years,
so I had no doubt.

That they would return as they have
every single spring-
The purple blooms amongst the green
leaves, has become a traditional thing.

First, the green leaves come up and the
blooms follow behind-
A lovely bunch of flowers is what I always
eventually find.

But, this year was different, for as I saw them
standing tall-
When I got up closer, it wasn’t that way at all.

The outer ring was all that stood straight-
While the ones in the middle, didn’t look all
that great.

It looked like someone, or something had
laid them flat-
I was amazed about the situation, and
thought, well how about that?

And then I realized it was my daughter and
her friends who had done this particular act-
I could have assumed that a little courtesy is
what they lacked.

I could have gotten upset and thrown a fit-
But then I looked at the situation again, from
where a childs’ mind sits.

Only young once, the little idle minds, saw so
much fun-
In making this area a play place, in the shade
away from the sun.

A place to imagine, a place to hide-
Couldn’t have done it better myself, had I
tried.

The daughter and her friends will grow up and
one day move away-
And at another time, on another spring day-

I’ll look at the blooms, and wish she were still
around-
To play, in the blooms again, as if they were
once again new found.

The children grow up, and lose the innocence
of imagination of play-
But, I’ll still see them, in the blooms, on any
given spring day.

The springtime came and the bulbs
began to sprout-
It had happened for the last 21 years,
so I had no doubt.

-2010-

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 205 (An Innocent Spring)

The springtime came and the bulbs
began to sprout-
It had happened for the last 21 years,
so I had no doubt.

That they would return as they have
every single spring-
The purple blooms amongst the green
leaves, has become a traditional thing.

First, the green leaves come up and the
blooms follow behind-
A lovely bunch of flowers is what I always
eventually find.

But, this year was different, for as I saw them
standing tall-
When I got up closer, it wasn’t that way at all.

The outer ring was all that stood straight-
While the ones in the middle, didn’t look all
that great.

It looked like someone, or something had
laid them flat-
I was amazed about the situation, and
thought, well how about that?

And then I realized it was my daughter and
her friends who had done this particular act-
I could have assumed that a little courtesy is
what they lacked.

I could have gotten upset and thrown a fit-
But then I looked at the situation again, from
where a childs’ mind sits.

Only young once, the little idle minds, saw so
much fun-
In making this area a play place, in the shade
away from the sun.

A place to imagine, a place to hide-
Couldn’t have done it better myself, had I
tried.

The daughter and her friends will grow up and
one day move away-
And at another time, on another spring day-

I’ll look at the blooms, and wish she were still
around-
To play, in the blooms again, as if they were
once again new found.

The children grow up, and lose the innocence
of imagination of play-
But, I’ll still see them, in the blooms, on any
given spring day.

The springtime came and the bulbs
began to sprout-
It had happened for the last 21 years,
so I had no doubt.

-2010-