“It isn’t Brain…because You Know Why, Rabbit; but it comes to me sometimes.”
—A. A. Milne, The House at Pooh CornerWinnie the Pooh and his friends have always been a great inspiration to me as a poemer. In fact, the first poem I ever wrote was about Piglet. I was six years old and it went a little something like this:
I am a little guy.
I know I cannot fly.
If I were very big,
I’d be much taller than a twig.
But I am very small.
And I am not so tall.
But there’s one thing that shows I’m big
At least I’m taller than a twig!
I love reading and writing silly poems for kids of all ages (except 83 1/2). Would you like to read some? You can! Here's how:STORYBERRIES is a great site for teachers, parents or aardvarks. It's overflowing with FREE stories and poems for the kids. Here you can read poems I wrote about the seasons, elephants, bunnies, moms, ghosts and gooses.
Or take flight with THE DIRIGIBLE BALLOON! This is a newer site but it's already got a lot of great poems (also FREE) by writers from all over the world. My contributions include a treatise about ants, the tale of an unusual ballerina and over one (1) additional poem!
If you like what you read, tell seventeen people! If you don't like it...what am I even saying? Of course you're gonna like it! Who wouldn't love a poem about a dancing cow? Nobody, that's who.