Posts Tagged With: children

The Blue Dinosaur


Once upon a happy time,
At the end of a long street,
Lived a little brown eyed girl
Smiling always very sweet.

Her small room was painted pink,
Pillows pink, pink her bed sheet.
All her dolls, her pretty dress
Everything was clean and neat.

Outside it was cold and sleet,
Christmas time was almost there,
She stood watching from the window
Holding tight her teddy bear.

Thinking about Santa Claus
She made then a special prayer:
„Please, bring something else this time.
No more dolls with plastic hair.”

„I just want a dinosaur
Wearing a blue silk costume
With white skin and golden wings
Flying all around my room.

I am bored of too much pink
It’s enough when roses bloom.
When the sky is blue and clear
I want blue but never gloom.”

Maybe God heard that girl’s wish,
Changing what was there below,
He made snow instead of sleet,
With blue sky and golden glow.

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Kitty


I think Kitty is not guilty.
She was sleeping at first floor.
Daddy put lard in a mousetrap
And then locked our corn shed door.

Just one little mouse was caught
And I felt sorrow and pity.
Mommy gave him to the cat
Poor mouse, he was so pretty.

But our darling blue eyed Kitty,
Let the mouse run as he could
Choosing milk instead for breakfast,
Like an honest hunter should.

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The Staircase


the spiral stairs banister is rusty
spiders are hidden in the corners
pigeons hustle and bustle can be heard in the attic
the old plaster smelling like sour cabbage
loses stripe after stripe absorbing autumn mist
through round and small windows

the old man fell asleep early
he played all day long with lotto pieces
counting and shuffling them many times
now he cannot make the difference
between a white and a red poppy on the lapel

the old woman forgot the rum essence flavor
she baked pancakes putting inside a drop of acetone
filling them with one year old quince jam
placing everything on a nickel silver plate
starting to knit again a large brim hat
adorned with strawberries and cornflowers

their grandsons came shaking the staircase
from its foundations
there was much more sunlight at every window
the children whistling in clay flutes
threw away the pancakes to the dog
sharing between them the lotto pieces
and the jam left in the jar

many colored yarn balls rolled downstairs
until they reached the first floor

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