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Post by Tina (Firefly) on Jan 5, 2008 21:34:44 GMT -5
December 26, 1960 9:00 p.m.
These new sheets are cold. I'm freezing! These new pajamas are too big. I'm too old for bunny slippers. Tomorrow's Thursday. There's nothing to do. Maybe Mommy will take me to a movie. I'll get popcorn!
Santa Claus has gone back home. I didn't get a camera. Maybe it fell out of the sleigh somewhere. I'll look in the woods. Or it could be in Alaska. Or Italy!
Dear God, Thank you for my Christmas presents. It's okay about the camera. Maybe a poor starving child in India found it. I'll bet she'd rather have a peanut butter sandwich or a banana.
Oh, and bless everybody in the whole world. Even Aunt Evelyn who gave me a pair of orange panties. I bet she got them at Woolworth's for a dime.
Please keep us all safe and bring peace on earth. [and peaches on earth. Ha ha. Sorry.)
Love, Tina the laughing hyena
P.S. I forgot to say thank you for letting me win the poetry contest at school. Please help me to think of more poems next year.
Happy New Year, God! Love, Teeny-Weeny (again)
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Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.
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Post by antman on Jan 5, 2008 22:05:16 GMT -5
Tina, this is a cute piece to bring cheer to those who read it and are light-hearted. I enjoyed it!
Love, Teeny-Ant
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Post by David Nelson Bradsher on Jan 5, 2008 22:14:38 GMT -5
Cute, Tina.
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Post by Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47 on Jan 5, 2008 22:26:16 GMT -5
You recapture the lost youth that never really left......Very playful and loveable.
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Post by Ron Wallace (Scotshawk) on Jan 6, 2008 12:54:37 GMT -5
This is among the reasons, I absolutely adore you. The almost random, but not quite, series of thoughts and images create such a fine voice for your child self, that it brings her to life for the reader. She is like her grown self, kind and considerate and absolutely adorable. The work's more than cute, more than sweet; it's a delicate reminiscence of past times and it moves the reader to his or her own childhood. I loved it, Tina. Ron
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Post by MichaelFirewalker on Jan 6, 2008 16:30:19 GMT -5
agree with all of the above----the poem charms, and easily wins this reader's heart----one can sense a poignancy here too, as if the child understands very well how unseen, how small, she really is in the eyes of her elders, all of whom she loves, and who love her, in their way, not in hers...
michael
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Post by Sherry Thrasher on Jan 7, 2008 6:46:51 GMT -5
Don't you know that we are never too old for bunny slippers? Such innocence portrayed in this poem and I adore the laughing hyena part. This makes me smile again and again. Thank you.
Sherry
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