Children’s Stories

Solace

  
The sun rises with your smile
Holding you longer a little while
In my dreams your laugh echoes

All while you play with your Duplos
Bright light in a chaotic world

Next to you I am curled 
Fiercely protective of you I am

Mama bear to my little lamb
All my hopes and dreams for you 

Spectacular, if you only knew
But for now, nap your little nap

(Wish I could freeze time with a snap)
For soon, you’ll be a tall, handsome chap

And I’ll be a little, old sap.

Old Mrs. Creet

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Once there was an old lady
Who looked like my grandma maybe

Every night
She’d take a bite

Of children’s toes
And a nose

If it’s past your bedtime
And you hear a chime

It’s old Mrs. Creet
Looking for something to eat

Don’t let her catch you
Awake or she’ll chew

Your toes and maybe your nose
So hurry and doze

Off to deep sleep
And as you count sheep

Out will creep
Old Mrs. Creet

Valentine

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Happy Valentine’s Day
I wouldn’t have it any other way

Second holiday of the year
With our son, our newborn dear

Magical forest your dark hazel eyes
Who knew we’d have an angel in disguise

You’re his and mine
Our stars have aligned

So thankful I am for you
There’s nothing I won’t do

So eat and sleep, sweet love
There’s nothing I’m more proud of

For you have made this holiday
Surpassing a thousand bouquets

Boy

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Who are you
I say and coo
 
Hopes and dreams
Your father and I beam
 
Smiles for miles
As I pick onesie styles
 
Will you turn out to be
More like him or like me
 
May you grow old
And have a heart of gold
 
Marry the one
Whom you love a ton
 
Have children of your own
Be there when they’re grown
 
And look back with joy
As you read to your son’s boy
 
But until then
You’ll be ours and when
 
You come out of my womb
And, again, love will bloom
 
Oh, how very proud
I say out loud
 
To be your mother
As we wait for one another

The Baker’s Daughter

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There once lived a girl whose father was a baker.  She had her pick of the most delicious cakes in the world.  She ate and ate and ate.

Then one day, there was word in town about thieves stealing cakes.  So, the girl ate and ate and ate until she floated up in the sky.  She then took her father’s hand and gathered all of his cakes.  Together, they flew away to the neighboring towns and warned the other bakers.

After visiting nine towns, the girl and her father flew home.  Just in time for dinner and dessert.  There, they found waiting for them all of the bakers from the other towns with their best cakes in celebration of their safety and the return of the girl and her father.  The girl ate and ate and ate as she had her pick of the most delicious cakes in the world.

Illustrator Credit

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One of the projects on my to-do list this year is to write a children’s book.  My dream would be to have the very talented Elisa Kleven be the illustrator as I am a huge fan of her work.  I discovered her through the beautifully illustrated book, The City by the Bay  (which makes a wonderful gift, by the way).

Kleven’s illustrations have been the inspiration of many of my children’s poems and short stories (hence, the accompanying illustrations).  Because of this, I hope you enjoy her drawings and paintings as much as I do.