I decided to add a small piece of poetry to my "shared works" folder. After writing this (the 2nd poem to my [then 3-year-old] step-granddaughter, Lucinda), I considered publishing a book of love poetry to her, later expanded the idea to include her sister and cousins. Living in [5!] different countries as we do, I don't see them often enough to get inspiration for a whole book (there's one I haven't even met yet), but I have my dreams...
Will Admin PLEASE add "children's stories" and "poetry" to the genre drop-down options???
[In the 2nd-last verse, “I don't” is hurried into one beat]
Thanks to comments from Victoria and Hache, I'm going ahead with the change.
Lucy with her wellies on
Is playing in the ditch.
A shame about the wellies 'cause
Her big toe starts to itch.
And how can Lucy scratch her toe
With wellies on her feet?
It's quite a tricky problem, but
It's one she's going to beat.
Lucy with her wellies on
Is quite a clever lass.
She climbs up on the bank, and then
She sits down on the grass.
And, though it's not an easy job,
She pulls her wellies off.
A speck of mud flies in her mouth,
So Lucy has to cough.
“Oh Lucy dear, oh darling Luce,
Lucinda, my own Love,
Why did you take BOTH wellies off?
What were you thinking of?
But Lucy has an answer there:
She's sharp as any hatchet!
“I don't know which toe has got the itch
Until I start to scratch it.”
The itch is gone, also a scone
That Mummy Maeve has brought her.
Soon Lucy (with her wellies on)
Is back down in the water.
Jimmy, 2nd of June, 2015
Dear Jimmy,
You already KNOW that I love this poem. And the others that you've written for Lucinda et al. I'm just posting a comment here to get the ball rolling...
I do wish that you could see your step-grandchildren more often, because completing a book of these poems - with illustrations? - is a great idea.
A pity that we can't "thumbs up" the original post! (In this case: your poem.)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)