Monday's Poem: Snowdrifts

Snowdrifts

You'd think a child had set these snowdrifts down,

They come with such a simple march down the mountain,

Lined in rows as if the child had played

Toy soldiers with the snow and left behind,

When evening came, the armies at attention.

It was a storm that caused it, not a child,

And the snow had come all in a jumble.

Who could know there would be such a pattern

As these rows of snow the morning after?

                                                            Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: Sometimes I'm Sad

Sometimes I'm Sad

When Teddy Bear left,

And I didn't know why,

I cried and I was sad.

We looked in the park,

But Teddy was gone.

Someone took Teddy away.

I told my teacher;

I told my friend;

I told my grandpa, too.

They gave me big hugs,

But sometimes I cried,

And sometimes I was sad.

  I like to remember

My Teddy Bear.

Remembering helps me smile.

But sometimes I'm sad,

And sometimes I cry.

I loved my Teddy Bear.

                                            Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: Writing a Poem

Writing a Poem

One way to do it

is to drop like rain

and splash down

all over

everything.

                              Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: The Ruth Namer

The Ruth Namer

                           (for Ruth, of course)

Into the city

the Ruth Namer came.

He set up a booth

and started to name.

All of the people

were pleased with the truth:

Remembering is easy

when all are named Ruth.

The store is now Ruth

and the church and the school.

The trees are all Ruth

and all of the tools.

Recess is Ruth

and history and math.

Walking is Ruth

and so is the path.

Ruth calls up Ruth

to go to the Ruth

while sweet, little Ruth

plays with Ruth, Ruth, and Ruth.

Into the Ruth

The Ruth Ruther came.

He set up a Ruth

and started to name.

Ruths of the Ruths

were pleased with the Ruth:

Ruth is now easy

When Ruths are named Ruth.
                                     
                                                      Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: A Second Birthday

A Second Birthday

Today is my birthday.

Today I am two.

My favorite toy

Is a Choo Choo!

I have a big cake.

Today I am two.

A chocolate cake

Fun to Chew Chew!

Today is my birthday.

Today I am two.

Mommy and Daddy

I love You You!

Monday's Poem: Evening Walk

Yellow Bushes

I take a walk with Grandma

In the desert early evening,

And yellow bushes glow

As daylight starts to go.

Sometimes I think the sun

Leaves pieces of itself--

Like memories--to show

How day can stay some more.

                                                    Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: Half Moon and Half Moon

Half Moon and Half Moon

When I was walking up the path,

I looked up in the sky.

Half the moon was sitting there

Like half an eaten pie.

Where did half moon's half self go?

It's someplace I can't see.

Is it dark?  Is it cold?

Does it get scared--

LIKE ME?

I wonder if the stars reach down

To sprinkle it with light.

I hope they do and they are friends,

So dark moon feels all right.

                                              Anne Knowles