My Aging Mailbox still standing strong. It is in bad shape don’t get me wrong. Rusted – Battered – Tilted – Old, heat in Summers – Winters cold. Been struck by bats – guess as the ball? How long has it stood – just can’t recall? The looks to me don’t matter much, that it … Read moreMy Aging Mailbox
Tis’ the story of Shelley the Seal, whose “Silliness” I will reveal. You’ll find her almost any place, to put a smile upon your face. You might see her at Christmas time, sledding down in purple slime. Or sitting by large flower pots, wearing rainbow Polka Dots. There she is on mountain high, putting beans … Read moreShelley the Silly Seal
This story’s ’bout a kind of school, that some might think is really cool. A place where you’d just have to play, and almost always get your way. Talk and just plain run around, or throw yourself upon the ground. Math and reading would be bad, just play games on your iPad. Lunch would be … Read moreWhich kind of School?
Have you seen bright rainbow horns, on deer, or goats, or unicorns? Cotton candy on the trees? Tiny sweaters on the bees? There’s no limit what you’ll find, when pretending in your mind. From orange goats to giant pup, they’re in the Land of Make Things Up. Whatever’s there is up to you, for how … Read moreRainbow Horns
My blanket and my thumb, together they have now become, the strength that I use every day, to beat whatever comes my way. Be it good or be it bad, be it happy – be it sad. Be it new or be it old, be it hot – be it cold. Be it anything at … Read moreMy Blanket
“Beware of all Strangers” Frida Fox had been Told, from Parents, and Teachers, and Even the Old. “That’s easy to Follow – I won’t Be their Prey, for If they Look Mean – I’ll just Run Away. Frida from School – Short Cut through the Park, was Hurrying Home – Felt route Was a Lark. … Read moreThe Fox & the Phython
Meekie the Dog had a Facebook account, his number of friends were a smaller amount, than others he’d seen with stories galore, with “Likes” in a quantity none could ignore. All kinds of creatures he’d seen on his phone, from baby Anteaters to Monkey’s full grown. He’d viewed all the others in animal land, if … Read moreMeekie and his Facebook account
Sniffers the Dog was different for sure, condition of which – there wasn’t a cure. Feeling like thorns in a bouquet of roses, Sniffers was born with two distinct noses. One to the left and one to the right, Sniffers was sure he did look a fright. Were no other dogs that he’d ever seen, … Read moreSniffers & Ear-lee