Showing posts with label Childrens Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Childrens Poems. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Swimming In The Mud


Swimming in the mud with a squish and a squash

I wish I never had to wash

It's on my face and up my nose

It's even between my wiggling toes

Swimming in the mud

with a splish and a splat

Oh look there's the cat

Swimming in the mud with a scritch and a scratch

You know my cat does not like mud

Monday, November 29, 2010

No Ordinary Girl

No Ordinary Girl By Kim Cormack Her dreams they come in color like movie reels on a screen She remembers every moment of magic she has ever seen She is no ordinary girl Most days her hands are covered in mud from playing with bugs and worms She’s really not too worried about girlie things like getting sick and germs It’s not that she’s untidy she usually starts out clean She never dreams of being a princess Because she knows she will be queen She dreams of catching fire flies in the dead of night She wants to hold one in the palm of her hand to use it as a light Sometimes she gets up very early before everyone is awake Just to watch the sun rise up and the colors that it makes She doesn’t think that she’s beautiful but it glows beneath her skin The woman one day she will become Shines like that sunrise within

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Swimming in the Mud


Swimming in the mud with a squish and a squash

I wish I never had to wash

Its on my face and up my nose

Its even between my wiggling toes



Swimming in the mud

with a splish and a splat

Oh look there's the cat

Swimming in the mud with a scritch and a scratch

You know my cat does not like mud

Another children's poem by Kim Cormack.Want to use it? Just contact me for permission and details first please.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

No Ordinary Girl


Her dreams they come in color like movie reels on a screen

She remembers every moment of magic she has ever seen

She is no ordinary girl

Most days her hands are covered in mud from playing with bugs and worms

She’s really not too worried about girlie things like getting sick and germs

It’s not that she’s untidy she usually starts out clean

She never dreams of being a princess

Because she knows she will be queen

She dreams of catching fire flies in the dead of night

She wants to hold one in the palm of her hand to use it as a light

Sometimes she gets up very early before everyone is awake

Just to watch the sun rise up and the colors that it makes

She doesn’t think that she’s beautiful but it glows beneath her skin

The woman one day she will become

Shines like that sunrise within

Friday, September 10, 2010

Purple Booger


I’m pretty talented at flicking

I can launch them across the house

One time I launched one into the closet, and it was stolen by a mouse

I launch them in the kitchen, and I launch them in the den

I launched one in the car one day, and hit mommy in the head

I’m always very quiet about it – I’m very sneaky as you know

Cause if you get caught with it on your finger

into a Kleenex it must go