written 1999
There once was a man, Jeffery Gene,
who kept his yard nice and clean.
He loved his dear wife,
Who____________(brightened, threatened, or muddled) his life:
That charming young man, Jeffery Gene!
There once was a woman, PJ
who went to the store one day
she bought this and that
Fed it all to the cat
now what will her dear husband say?
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Haiku Poems
There once was a girl named Jess
And she was really a mess!
As she journed along
She sang a sweet song
This wonderful young girl named Jess.
There once was a boy named James
who just would NOT kiss the dames!
But that is all right,
Although he's a sight,
We love that sweet boy named James!
There was a nice man named Trace,
Who wore a big smile on his face!
You can hear his loud cry,
"I NEED chocolate pie!"
That great, charming man named Trace!
There was a young woman named Pan,
Who'd stop to eat bacon and ham!
She used to climb trees,
Now she darts like a breeze,
That charming young woman named Pam!
There was a sweet girl, Lauren Curry,
Who could do her work in a hurry!
So she had time to play,
during the day.
That sweet young girl, Lauren Curry.
There was a sweet girl, Bliss Marie,
Who decided that she'd climb a tree!
Do you think she would?
She did 'cause she could
So agile is sweet Bliss Marie
There once was a man named Bruce
Who thought he'd capture a moose!
But the moose ran away
So that ended the day,
For that nice, kind man named Bruce!
There once was a girl, Sandra Dale,
Who did all her work very well!
She could sing like a lark,
from morning 'til dark,
That sweet charming girl Sandra Dale.
And she was really a mess!
As she journed along
She sang a sweet song
This wonderful young girl named Jess.
There once was a boy named James
who just would NOT kiss the dames!
But that is all right,
Although he's a sight,
We love that sweet boy named James!
There was a nice man named Trace,
Who wore a big smile on his face!
You can hear his loud cry,
"I NEED chocolate pie!"
That great, charming man named Trace!
There was a young woman named Pan,
Who'd stop to eat bacon and ham!
She used to climb trees,
Now she darts like a breeze,
That charming young woman named Pam!
There was a sweet girl, Lauren Curry,
Who could do her work in a hurry!
So she had time to play,
during the day.
That sweet young girl, Lauren Curry.
There was a sweet girl, Bliss Marie,
Who decided that she'd climb a tree!
Do you think she would?
She did 'cause she could
So agile is sweet Bliss Marie
There once was a man named Bruce
Who thought he'd capture a moose!
But the moose ran away
So that ended the day,
For that nice, kind man named Bruce!
There once was a girl, Sandra Dale,
Who did all her work very well!
She could sing like a lark,
from morning 'til dark,
That sweet charming girl Sandra Dale.
Her work is amazing. The stitches are very tiny and precise and the back side looks nearly as neat as the front! Even the hemming stitches are beautiful. I think the little girl looks like Jessica. Don't You?
Today we went to Raider Ranch to paint pottery. The ad said it was the Mud Room Pottery and we had no idea if we were gonna play in the clay or what. We painted Hibiscus shaped bowls and we since we were the only two there, we were the star pupils! The Ranch brought in a trolley full of fruit, cheese, sandwiches, tea, coffee, water, etc. We felt like pampered princesses. Raider Ranch is absolutely beautiful and we had a nice time. We get to pick up our fired bisque bowls on Friday to see the results of our labor. After that it was off to pick up Jessica, drop off books at the Library and a short trip to the farmers market. (They were gone when we got there. We will try the farmers market on Thursday instead)
We had a nice vegetarian dinner tonight of home grown baked squashed, fruit with cottage cheese and homemade biscuits, movie - the Shaggy Dog, then an early night.
Monday, July 12, 2010
What Belongs to You?
What Belongs to You?
written by Sophie Jean Wilson
Cheerfulness belongs to me,
I found it in tranquility!
That does not mean I'm never sad,
Nor does it mean I'm never mad.
I just wear glasses tinted pink;
and they guide the way I think!
They cast bright shades of sweet content
Isn't that the way that life was meant?
by Sophie Kelso Wilson
July 1, 2005
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