Octopus arms, yes that’s what they call me!
Saving objects in my poor tea
Poems for Children by Mama Grace
Month: April 2017
Achieve your A, it could be a B.
Achieve your A, it could be a G.
Though you’ll see bitter darkness, we will help joy rise
To indulge in chocolate under light brighter skies.
You dreamt you rode a horse and drove a car
But tell me, did you get very far?
Brush them and polish them, treat them with care
And be the brightest smile millionaire.
‘How could she possibly be your baby?’
Why because she’s not a colour to me.
We are the mountains in each others lives,
The deep vast lakes behind each others eyes.
There’s Nothing you can do,
I’m looking out for you