Saturday, December 3, 2011
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Wednesday, November 30, 2011
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Sunday, November 27, 2011
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Friday, November 25, 2011
Grub
Once upon a time there was a little grub. He was a shy little creature and stayed very quiet whenever he could but he was amazed at all that he saw.
He watched the birds fly high and swoop down low and marvelled.
He saw the butterflies flutter by with brightly coloured wings that danced in the sunlight and knew he would one day dance like that for a little while.
He gazed at the trees clapping their hands in the wind that blew. He heard them shout for joy and he quietly sang for joy in his heart.
He felt the mountains and hills tremble before the Majesty and he raised his head, then lowered it in reverence.
He gazed at the stars at night and wondered. So many, and so wide and far and bright...and he pondered.
All that he saw and all that he knew told the story. Every creature and every bright and shiny night time thing, and all the mountains and trees and great oceans told the story.
The One who made these things - what a mighty One is he!
(c)kerrie
He watched the birds fly high and swoop down low and marvelled.
He saw the butterflies flutter by with brightly coloured wings that danced in the sunlight and knew he would one day dance like that for a little while.
He gazed at the trees clapping their hands in the wind that blew. He heard them shout for joy and he quietly sang for joy in his heart.
He felt the mountains and hills tremble before the Majesty and he raised his head, then lowered it in reverence.
He gazed at the stars at night and wondered. So many, and so wide and far and bright...and he pondered.
All that he saw and all that he knew told the story. Every creature and every bright and shiny night time thing, and all the mountains and trees and great oceans told the story.
The One who made these things - what a mighty One is he!
(c)kerrie
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
The Little Tree
The Little Tree
Once upon a time there was a little tree. It was planted in a pot and set aside to grow. For most of the year the little tree was ignored and moved occasionally, and watered when it looked a bit lacklustre.
The children of the house would play around little tree, and bump and scoot their cars around the pot. The birds would flutter around and look interested but fly off just as quickly. Insects would do their buzz buzz and zoom zoom around little tree and some even stayed a while. Sometimes tree was part of a play or story, but most of the time it stayed quietly in the corner of the yard.
Fine gossamer threads appeared and summer blossoms settles on the branches. A spider laid her eggs in a white silk ball which hung on a dark branch.
The days grew long and hot and the little tree sensed something special was happening. The house children were more excited than usual and were very busy putting pretty shiny balls and long shiny strands on a big tree in the house. At night the big tree in the house had special lights on that twinkled and blinked in pride of place in the big window.
Little tree did not have special lights or strands of gold. Little tree did not have shiny bells or baubles.
At last the very special day came. The children rushed to find presents and toys beneath the big glittery tree in the house. They were celebrating the birthday of the one who created everything in the yard and in the great wide world.
Little tree was sad that it could not present itself suitably to the creator on this special day.
Then one of the house children came to little tree and sat down very still and quiet. The dew was shining in the sun, hanging on the gossamer threads.
She gazed at the jewels on the branches.
She looked at the blossom tufts.
She saw the paper balls hanging on the far away branch.
The little girl smiled. She saw that little tree was arrayed in simple beauty, fit for a king.
Little tree became Christmas Tree that day and even when it was forgotten in the corner, it always knew it was fit for a king.
(c)kerrie
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Bootle McScootle
Bootle McScootle
Hey man - how you going?
Boot McScoot come dance along.
Flip - flop trudge in the sand.
Glub glub wear on your hand.
Slippydips in winter are warm,
hide them under the bed in the dorm.
Tippity tap to light up the boards,
the dancing shoes in time with the chords.
Splish splash the gummies are good
for winter and water to wear them we should.
Jandals with candles and nice fur handles
some people even call them their sandals.
Svens on the boat are worn with blue socks,
and crocs in the garden and out on the docks.
Runners and joggers abound all around
go hipping and hopping and pound on the ground.
Spits and spats are great for the movies
galoshes galumping are all meant for hoovies.
But best all by far and cutest to boot
are the five little toes on each tiny foot.
(c)kerrie
Hey man - how you going?
Boot McScoot come dance along.
Flip - flop trudge in the sand.
Glub glub wear on your hand.
Slippydips in winter are warm,
hide them under the bed in the dorm.
Tippity tap to light up the boards,
the dancing shoes in time with the chords.
Splish splash the gummies are good
for winter and water to wear them we should.
Jandals with candles and nice fur handles
some people even call them their sandals.
Svens on the boat are worn with blue socks,
and crocs in the garden and out on the docks.
Runners and joggers abound all around
go hipping and hopping and pound on the ground.
Spits and spats are great for the movies
galoshes galumping are all meant for hoovies.
But best all by far and cutest to boot
are the five little toes on each tiny foot.
(c)kerrie
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Mervyns
Mervyns come in all good flavours
chocolate chip and plain
full of berries
some with cherries
sunny days or rain.
Mervyns come in lots of colours
chocolate is the best
green and purple
make you burple
surely you do jest.
Mervyns come in many sizes
large and just quite right
high and mighty
small and bitey
very very light.
Mervyns come in pretty clothing
paper, foil and clear
polka dotty
fancy spotty
some are bare I fear.
Mervyns give out different smells
aromas in the trade
nicey spicy
fruit all dicey
on the table laid.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Pie Pie in Your Eye
Pie, pie in my eye
make it apple please
when I lick my face all clean
it won't get on my knees.
Pie, pie in your eye
make it cherry please.
When you lick your face all clean
it won't attract the bees.
Pie, pie in her eye
make it chicken please.
When she licks her face all clean
she'll wash it down with peas.
Pie, pie in his eye
make it vegie please.
When he licks his face all clean
it will not make him wheeze.
(c)kerrie
Monday, November 14, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Movember
Tish tash where is my moustache?
Draw one on my face.
Tash toe where is your mo?
Stick it in the right place.
A good game to be played with a pen, face drawn on paper, cut out moustache and glue and especially suitable to be played in Movember.
Even more fun if father allows child to draw on his face :) using sensible pencil.
(c)kerrie
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Berry Smoothie
Berry Smoothie
Berry smoothie's good for me
it fills my heart with glee
I know that it is good for me
for breakfast, lunch or tea.
I start with milk and add some fruit
then moosh it all right up
I make it thick and sweet to suit
and pour it in a cup.
I take a sip and let it slide
...a little, oh so slow
and feel the coolth and goodness go
right down into inside.
My bones are happy, growing strong
it won't be very long
before I'm big and tall and fit
if I drink every bit.
I take a sip and let it slide
...a little, oh so slow
and feel the coolth and goodness go
right down into inside.
My bones are happy, growing strong
it won't be very long
before I'm big and tall and fit
if I drink every bit.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Onion Man
Onion Man
Da da da da Onion Man!
With power and awe, onion man does his job.
Fighting all things evil and yukky,
Onion Man wafts waves of onion perfume.
Onion Man is tangy
and can make you cry
as you peel off paper skin
and chop off top and tail.
Pretty pinky purple
silky white in layers
big and round
or small and brown
Onion Man has many guises.
Onion Man wards off imaginings
and was money in the days of old.
Onion Man is strong
Onion Man is yummy
Onion Man ta da!
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Apple
Apple, dapple, grapple, now
crisp, crunch, munch.
Apple, dapple, grapple, pow
apples pack a punch.
Apple, dapple, grapple, how
put one in your lunch.
________________________
Red apple, green apple
crisp and cool
yellow apple, stripy apple
dribble and drool
Big apple, small apple
just for me
apple juice, apple mousse
I can see!
crisp, crunch, munch.
Apple, dapple, grapple, pow
apples pack a punch.
Apple, dapple, grapple, how
put one in your lunch.
________________________
Red apple, green apple
crisp and cool
yellow apple, stripy apple
dribble and drool
Big apple, small apple
just for me
apple juice, apple mousse
I can see!
Friday, November 4, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
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