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Swinging High

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Swinging High

Swinging High


The grass below my swing is emerald green;
The sky above my swing is sapphire blue.
And in the air I’m richer than a queen
With gold and diamonds, pearls and rubies too.
The golden sun that dips beneath my feet,
The diamonds sparkling on a distant lake,
The pearly petals of the daisies sweet,
My cheeks flush red as rubies for their sake.
And though I have the riches of my dreams;
I only have them when I touch the sky.
And though I try my best, it always seems
That on my own I don’t swing very high.
But I have found a friend to help me swing
And when I am a queen, he is my king.

My Best Friend

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My Best Friend

My Best Friend

Whenever I run errands for my mom
And have to walk through places big and wide,
I never worry and I’m always calm,
Because I have my best friend by my side.
He runs ahead to see the path is clear,
Then rushes back and circles once around.
He gives a little bark as he draws near;
It’s such a welcome, happy little sound.
One day I took a short-cut through the trees
And lost my way within the shaded wood.
But then my best friend found the way with ease,
And led me home as quickly as he could.
I never want to lose my way again,
And so I’ll always stay by my best friend.

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Too Little, Too Much

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Too Little, Too Much

Too Little, Too Much

All plants need water, just like we need love;
Without it they will shrivel up and die.
Such thoughtlessness is what I’m thinking of
When I observe my little plants so dry.
Without their moisture, greenest leaves turn brown;
A supple branch becomes a brittle twig.
As without love a smile becomes a frown,
And just a little loneliness seems big.
I found a little plant of mine today,
Outside my window, looking dry and sad.
I left it there when I had gone away,
Forgotten, when I might have made it glad.
I wish I had a more consistent touch.
I seem to give too little or too much.

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Little Things

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Little Things

Little Things

My beach goes on forever, left and right;
Its vast expanse is more than I can tell.
And though I like to stretch my farthest sight,
I try to look for little things as well.
A little crab with little legs and claws
Reminds me of myself; I’m little too.
And when he halts I also stop to pause
And wonder where he’s going, what he’ll do.
I wonder if the little crab’s aware
Of just how big the world around him is?
I wonder what my eyes would notice there
If I could for one moment see through his.
Then kneeling low I see, and see it’s grand;
His beach is made of tiny grains of sand.

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