Someone special puts the silent time in,
A rock to this family, the underpin.
Poems for Children by Mama Grace
Tag: Literacy
I smile watching my little girl blue
And dream of a glass ceiling removed for you
I’m so glad you love porridge, I used too,
Octopus arms, yes that’s what they call me!
Saving objects in my poor tea
Achieve your A, it could be a B.
Achieve your A, it could be a G.
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.