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

Past, Present, Future I Stood

Awakening with only one thing on my mind
Pushing that stroller, I checked the list for snacks
My body whispers its a little too early
The baby is content, she'll understand why mommy has her up and out so early

I stood and stood
Moving slowly one small step at a time
Seeming to only move two steps an hour
The cameras waist little time capturing the smile on my face and
excitement in my voice

Making friends while I stood
The cracking in my back sometimes blurred my focus in friendly conversations
Mitigating myself, my eagerness reminds me, this all means something

Only 2 years old debuting one of her most precious moments
She lay peacefully while cameras recorded within inches of her face
The only child in the very long line

Pushing the stroller over the threshold overwhelmed me with cold chills
Four hours pass
Turning the corner, I am prepared with Id's

One step to the most important machine in the world
My finger shook as I excepted a new piece of history
For my children I stood

Orphan Child

Take me with you
Please don’t go
I’ll be very good you know


I can color and help you cook
I can even read a book
I’ll be a best friend or little brother
I will even call you mother
I’ll be the best kid you will see
Please oh please ask your heart to pick me
I wipe my own tears when there are fears
I pick myself up when I fall


I really do these all on my own
But it would be nice to have a home
To sigh and cry with girls and boys
And share my used old broken toys
Take another look to see
If God has told you to pick me


This is the day I’ve waited for
Lonely days will be no more
Because I have a family
Who promised to love and care
For me

THE COLOR OF BEAUTY

The color of my skin is golden brown
The shape of my lips are a little round
My attitude is sweet and bubbly
Mommy says I’m warm and cuddly
I love when mommy washes my crown
It curls up like the woman of the past
She invented the hot comb to make it straight
Now I can bounce it twirl it or make it shake
I love who I am and mommy does too
She says I use to look just like you
I had your hair, your lips and even your nose
I even had your cute little toes
So be proud of who you are and where you came from
There is so much more in life to come
There is so far for you to go
Don’t worry about your lips or nose
God made them the way they should be
Plump and round as can be
When you look into the mirror
Look within your soul
You’ll always see that you are who you were
Meant to be
A brown skin, curly headed, plump nose
Perky lip girl with a heart of gold

NATURE

Green high and low
A pounce on the head sitting beneath
Stretching beautifully towards the sky
He shares his gold to help with growth
For we are blessed to hear, see, smell all that is given