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Poems on this page include: Paper Hat Soldier, Parents, Sleeping Angel, Pretty Little Miss, and A Tea.
The poem Paper Hat Soldier was written about her son Daniel(in his late teens at the time) who had joined the forces.
The Poem: A Tea was written about her daughter Katherine (My Mother!)
Paper-Hat Soldier
He was my paper-hat soldier
With toy gun on his shoulder,
Marching off to war,
Those dreams in his eyes
Were never denied
on the playroom floor.
He laughed and he cried
And sometimes he sighed,
Never to know retreat;
With a victory command
From the battle-land,
Trample of little feet.
One morning at dawn
A train he got on
In uniform so neat;
With his head held high
He bid a good-by,
My soldier of no-retreat.
Deep in my heart
I knew we must part,
I saw, not a boy, a man;
His eyes held no dreams,
Just a mission it seemed,
To help guard a foreign land.
Best, life goes on
With no magic wand
Or to it I would implore,
Give back my soldier
My paper-hat soldier
For the empty playroom floor.
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Parents
Parents are really grand
But Im telling you
Its so hard to understand
The things they say and do.
If the cookie jar gets down
Just a little bit
Mom looks up and frowns
And dad just has a fit.
I do hate to tell a lie
I did eat one or two
But I am sure that isnt why
There are so very few.
I've washed dishes, swept the floor
Cleaned the basement, too,
Ive done a dozen things or more
And theyre things Im glad to do.
But when company drops in
To pass the time of day,
It really is a sin,
They send me out to play.
Thats the part that hurts
Can you feature that?
Im old enough to work
But too young to join a chat.
I love my mom and dad,
Oh, cross my heart I do,
So I will try to understand
The things they say and do.
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Sleeping Angel
Little sleeping angel
Who calls you from play,
Closes eyes to rest a spell
At close of the day?
So other angels play with you,
Is that why you must go?
Have only pleasant things to do;
You know, I love you so.
Are you the little boy
Who pulled the kittens tail,
Took the neighbors toy,
Left that muddy trail?
Was it you who stole the cookies
Then skipped the evening meal?
Surely, you are not the one
Who yelled with all your zeal.
I guess it must have been you
At least you look the same,
I cant believe its true,
You look so very tame.
God must have made sleep
Just to erase mothers cares;
Nothing is quite as sweet
As you, sleeping angel there.
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Pretty Little Miss
Pretty, pretty little miss
You may go to play,
Give to me a kiss,
Do have a lovely day.
Shopping at your play store
In your high heeled shoes,
Return to sweep your floor
With your little broom.
Your dolly must be dressed
Then after shes been fed
Put on her night clothes neatly pressed
And tuck her in bed.
Answer your play phone
So the dusting baking, too,
Feed your dog a bone,
Clean your dollys shoes.
There really is so much,
My dear, all for you
When day is filled with such
Lovely things to do.
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A Tea
I was invited to a tea
Upon a summer day,
It was given just for me
In a special way.
The cookies were just pretend,
Little cups held water for tea
And only three invited to attend
A little girl, her doll and me.
I had been so very tired
Raising my family
But I was re-inspired
When I was invited to tea.
Tiny And Starlet
Tiny and starlet are two little elves,
Happy and quick are they,
Sometimes found on shelves
In rooms where children play.
Two ears to hear whats good,
Each little elf, has he,
Their eyes see what they should,
Look not for bad to see.
As they laugh with delight,
That is, so Ive been told,
They make toys come to life
With wands of magic gold.
Beneath the leaves they hide,
Then run across the ground
To thrill a child out-side
Who knows they are around.
Tiny and Starlet are they,
Rather hard to see;
They turn a yard of play
Into a make-believe.
Changes are made as time goes by
But may there always be
Children at play and quite close by
Little elves of fantasy.
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