POEMS FOR CHILDREN - Verse by W · A · FRISBIE - 1901

THE HAUGHTY COW

Said an acrobatic monkey

To the staid and stately cow:

“Come let us turn some handsprings;

“I will quickly show you how.”

But old bossy shook her head,

“No indeed!” she sharply said,

“I have passed the age of nonsense

“And I’ll not begin it now.”

THE PEANUT BIRD

Deep in the forest, dark and still,

There lives the peanut bird;

It rarely walks, it seldom flies,

Its song is never heard.

No fear of hunters armed with salt

Will make this bird turn pale;

It can’t be caught with salt you see,

Because it has no tail.

DANCE WITH ME TONIGHT - by Kristi Day

 

DANCE  WITH  ME  TONIGHT by   Kristi Day I want to dance with you for a life timeHold you close to my heart,Stop the hands of timeMake the world give us a little more time.To feel our bodies close swaying togetherTo music that only we can hear,Letting it sweep us into HeavenCome, dance with me there.We’ll dance forever; never let goHearts in tune hand to hand,Building love between usThat we barely can stand.Candles low no bright lightsOur love will light the way,Come hold me close; dance with meTil the night breaks to day.Feel our bodies pressed closeAs close as skin to skin,Open your heart to me babyCome on, let me inFill my senses with your rushLet me taste your deep kiss,Hold me tightly to your heart.Never have I felt like thisNever will I feel it againFor within your arms I’ve died,I’ve gone to heaven in your loveThese are happy tears I’ve cried.Never have I been so lovedOr felt so much love for anyone,Dance with me honeyUntil the night is done.Dance with me until the world is doneI can’t resist your charms,Dance with me and hold me closeLet me die within your arms.Don’t ever let me goDancing with you is so right,I will never let you goCome …. dance with me tonight.

 

 

DIVORCE - by Hasmukh Amathalal

 

DIVORCE by  Hasmukh Amathalal  I will stay separate and divorce Lambasted a lady with strong force I was taken a back at once, Never heard such anger since,  Was it natural out burst? Why all of sudden she wanted me to oust? Thought for a while and remained cool, Immediate reaction would be sign of fool, Never I shamed her or neglected, On all the matters almost contacted, Remained possessively forever connected, Why then she hastily acted? I must cool her down, Convince her to shed the frown, All the actions I must disown, Full praise and put on head a crown, She will relent, If offered no arguments, Kept mum and offered no comment, She will find the way and lament, Why dear you are in such state? Has any one trouble you or mob irate? Nothing of that sort but you have failed, In my own house I feel jailed, You have no time to spare, No talk and not going any where, I am confined all the times here, You have no sweet words which I want to hear, I saw the valid reason, The rain was timely and of season, I must respect her wishes, She was not at home for washing the dishes, She was at home once again, I too had trust to regain, I said few with sincere sorry, This relieved her from all worries

 

 

WINTER PHOTOGRAPHY AND QUOTES

 

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.  -  Lewis Carroll 






Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.  -  Plutarch 






Like the seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. - Khalil Gibran 





Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins. - Gustave Flaubert 






It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. - John Burroughs 






When death comes, it's just like winter. We don't say, "There ought not to be winter." That the winter season, when the leaves fall and the snow comes, is some kind of defeat, something which we should hold out against. No. Winter is part of the natural course of events. No winter, no summer. No cold, no heat.  -  Alan Watts 






We really can't boil a man's life down to seasonal divisions of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Seasons cycle perennially, and we enjoy them because they recur. We should understand a man's life this way too. An elderly person may yet see new springs and summers. On the other hand, some young people never escape winter. Others become ensnared by their own private autumns.  -  Hideo Kojima





Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories. - Deborah Kerr 






In winter the stars seem to have rekindled their fires, the moon achieves a fuller triumph, and the heavens wear a look of a more exalted simplicity.  -  John Burroughs 

 

THE MEANING - by Kellie Spehn

 

THE  MEANING by  Kellie Spehn  To love is to share life togetherto build special plans just for twoto work side by sideand then smile with prideas one by one, dreams all come true. To love is to help and encouragewith smiles and sincere words of praiseto take time to shareto listen and carein tender, affectionate ways. To love is to have someone specialone who you can always dependto be there through the yearssharing laughter and tearsas a partner, a lover, a friend. To love is to make special memoriesof moments you love to recallof all the good thingsthat sharing life bringslove is the greatest of all. I've learned the full meaningof sharing and caringand having my dreams all come true;I've learned the full meaningof being in loveby being and loving with you.

 

 

 

 

LOVE DEFINED - by Matt Dubois

LOVE  DEFINED by  Matt Dubois  What is love, but an emotion,So strong and so pure,That nurtured and shared with anotherAll tests it will endure ? What is love, but a forceTo bring the mighty low,With the strength to shame the mountainsAnd halt time's ceaseless flow ? What is love, but a triumph,A glorious goal attained,The union of two souls, two heartsA bond the angels have ordained ? What is love, but a champion,To cast the tyrant from his throne,And raise the flag of truth and peace,And fear of death o'erthrow ? What is love, but a beacon,To guide the wayward heart,A blazing light upon the shoalsThat dash cherished dreams apart ? And what is love, but forever,Eternal and sincere,A flame that through wax and waneWill outlive life's brief years? So I'll tell it on the mountaintops,In all places high and low,That love for you is my reason to be,And will never break or bow.

 

 

COLLAGES - WOMEN - by various Russian artists