Six Years Old
A poem written through the eyes of a six year old child.
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A poem written through the eyes of a six year old child.
#cheerupopuss. I've decided to become a pilot, it looks like so much fun. I want to be like Maverick or the Iceman from Top Gun. I've been training in my garden, I use my arms as wings.
A fairy tale was told to me By a little girl of all but three Her voice the sound of cherry pie Topped with sugar so that I Could not help but listen to Her fairy tale she made for you.......
This is the first story I have ever write in my life, it might sound babyish but I want to know if its good for a 4 year old A girl had 3 barbies who had red dresses and blonde hair and they could...
Ice sparkles Skates Shine Flowing white gown Hair the color of pine Dazzling Smile Flashing green eyes Rosy red Lips Skin smooth and Fine Gliding in circles Her hair all a twirl Snow falling...
First, I must tell you this is a very mixed up book. But, it is also a very good book, so keep reading. It all started when a girl named Cleo was talking to her mom.
The big lemon moon rose high above the clouds It's soft glow the only light All the children tucked up in bed Hiding from the night The lemon moon was lonely He was jealous of the sun For the night...
He looks out through the window, At the thick flakes coming down, He's just so excited, He dances round and round. Mummy. Mummy.
He didn't have a round table, So he'd use a square one, if he was able. He hasn't fought a dragon, But he rode around in a little wagon. He wanted a real sword, So he made one out of cardboard.
There's a place that only I know of, A place where dreams come true, A place where the grass is not green but blue, And the trees are made of candyfloss, The sky is a rainbow of pastel delights, The...
I want to be a dinosaur That's what my brother said It was 7:39 And he was getting into bed Or maybe I'll be a astronaut And fly up to the moon And I said he probably would be If he went to bed...
(This Christmas I went to read something from my own writing to my five year old granddaughter. Regrettably, I had nothing like a bed time story and so read Jack & The Bean Stork etc.
#bestofopuss To be a good writer, You've got to learn to dream. Take on every dare, No matter how hard they seem. Hum a hum, Climb a tree, Love what you do, Chase a bee.
'Less than a month and I've already infiltrated their tight knit group sir' He said to general teddy. 'Excellent news it won't be long before we can captured the ringleader'.
John, a father who loved his daughter very much, and was willing to buy her anything she wanted, was somewhat stumped when he read that this year's Christmas list proceeded thus: Dear Father...
When I was little, I used to talk to trees. They never spoke back. I believed that they were people who got turned into trees.
!!!WARNING!!. If you believe in, fairy tales, Santa, The Tooth Fairy etc... !!!TURN AWAY NOW!!. !!!THAT IS ESSENTIAL!!. Santa, Santa. Hear me please, I want some presents and toast with peas.
When I was a child. I was lonesome and scared. And trusted very few people. I needed a place. Were I could escape. Reality and all its darkness. That’s when I saw it. As I walked through the woods.
-Anna brooms Where Anna and her two sisters go on adventures to cure the underground world of pollution. There is a hedgehog that likes gadgets and a squirrel that serves hot chocolate.
Along with the help of some 3 and 6 year olds I wrote some poems.
I want to be a snowman, A body made of ice, Live in a cheerful garden, 'Neath starry skies at night.
'I do believe in fairies,' said the little wide-eyed girl As the grown-ups turned away and laughed, to leave her to her world.
#adventchallenge 4th of December A robin danced around the trees Red contrasting against the leaves, Shades of brown on mottled wings, A sweet chirpy tune the robin sings, 5th of December Since...
I've been waiting in anticipation With tingles in my toes The closer that Christmas gets The more the feeling grows I've tried with all my might To be good for all this year I know I have been...