Saturday, December 22, 2007

Three Short Love Poems

Here is a compilation of three short love poems written by twelve-year-old Emily. The first is a short poem about how Emily loves her teachers. During the school year, her literature class was given an assignment to write a letter to a departing teacher. Emily asked if she could write a poem instead and was given permission.The second poem was written for a hand made card that Emily made for her mother for Mother's Day. Similarly, the third was written for a hand made card for her father for Father's Day. The Last Day by: Emily The saddest thing It's hard to say Is seeing you on Your last day. I take it for granted, Though I see you a lot, Just how much you do And your kind thought. You helped me understand Things I couldn't before. I can't bear to watch you Walk out of that door. Though I'll miss you, I know indeed You'll do great out there Planting new seeds. "What seeds", you are asking "Why can't I see?" But you have already Planted one in me. It will grow and grow, As I learn more and more. Each day I'll remember What you taught me before. I'm happy for you To plant more seeds. I know they will grow Without any weeds. There won't be weeds. Yes, of that I am sure. For you have touched them. Now they are pure. The saddest thing,It's hard to say, Is seeing you on Your last day. A Mother's Day Poem by: Emily Mom, I love you.That is true.All the wayTo infinity, too. Now that I'm olderAnd wiser, too,I realize justHow much you do. Most of the timeI don't look to seeHow many thingsYou do for me. For this I am sorry. Next time I'll try.You are wonderful,And I'm glad you're mine. (Emily really can put out what she feels in a love poem, even at age twelve. I hope you see this in time for your next Mother's Day because it is probably how your child feels about you, whether spoken, written or acted.)A Father's Day PoemBy: Emily This is for you,Dear Daddy of mineTo let you knowI think you're devine. A bunch of yearsHave flown by real fastBut do not worry,I'll always keep our past. It'll travel with meWherever I go.I'll remember the times we've hadSo long ago. Please don't be sad,Dear Daddy of mineFor there are more to come,You will find. I'll always rememberThose things we didLike snowmobiling(When Mommy was hid). Riding our bikes,Hitting golf balls,Getting up on skis,Without a fall. Driving the golf cart,Nicktoons Racing,Jumping on the trampoline,And later your back aching. No matter where we goOr what we do,In my heart alwaysThere's a place for you. I hope this card helpedYou to seeJust how muchI love you, Daddy! (More telling than the exact words are the eyes of the daughter as she watches her father read the personally prepared poem. I feel that all children can write down their feelings. Some may not be able to put in poem format, but I see them as poems anyway as they are from the heart. This may be the best way for them to express themselves. When you see some spare time for your child coming up, why not give some space, and provide pencil and paper. Ask your child to write about how he or she feels about birds, or snow, or the blue sky, or you, or whatever. My guess is that you will be surprised!)

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