Sick Day

This sniffing makes my nose feel funny
My eyes are puffy and sometimes runny
My head feels like a summer day
Oh how I wish that I could play

I don't feel like getting out of my bed
Cool clothes lay still upon my head
I'm cold then hot and sometimes sweaty
I'm sure hot soup is almost ready

A better day is what I'll pray
to skip and run in the wind and sun
with the grass under my feet
Not being sick will be oh so sweet

Sleepover

Painting our nails
combing our hair
the games are endless

Popcorn popping
Juice is pouring
sweet smell of cake
whisk by my nose

Laughing smiling
moving about
finding our comfortable spaces

Fantasy feels the room with silence
whispers like lullabies
so much fun goodnight

Friends forever

Every time I see her face a feeling just tickles my tummy
The way she bounces her straight ponytail is sometimes really funny
She gets so happy when I smile at her we giggle together
Holding her hand we walk so fast entering the world of wonder
Trying to figure out what to do next
can't believe we made this mess
growling stomachs scream for snacks
escaping our disaster
full of love and laughter
we are best friends

Football

No School today
on the couch I lay
I'm on one end
Dad on the other
Trying hard not to bother mother

Screaming and jumping we can't sit still
the ball goes up then down the field
running, pushing
then falling into place
he made it, he made it
high fives in the air
Dad and I we make a great pair

Sundays are my favorite days
to share with dad
on the couch I lay