CHRISTMAS

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

C - Church bells ringing.

H - Hugs all round for everyone.

R - Reindeer pulling Santa’s sleigh.

I - Interesting presents.

S - Season’s Greetings, everybody.

T - The tree packed with garlands.

M - Mistletoe hanging all around.

A - All ready for a

S - SNOWBALL FIGHT?

(Emma Dimitrova (my 10 year old daughter), 11/11/2018)

HIPPOCRATIC OATH

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

Hippocrates, Hippocrates,

Good old Hippocrates,

The father of medicine, and such.

The medicines!

Oh! There’s so much!

Antibiotics, Paracetamol,

And lots more,

I’m sure.

QUIET

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

Snore,

No more,

I’m telling you brother,

It’s such a bother!

There’s lots of dreams for you to dream,

Football, Rugby, Cricket teams,

Beautiful dresses with splitting seams.

So, I suggest

HALLOWEEN

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

Trick or Treat

On the street,

Witches, Wizards,

Sun or Blizzards,

Pirates, a Ghost,

Jam on Toast,

Zombies, Skeletons,

Daughters and Sons,

Fright Queens, Mummies,

Sweets in our tummies,

Chocolate bars,

Little blue toy cars,

Jack-O-Lanterns,

Spooky Phantoms.

PRESENTS

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

It’s one of them Christmas eves,

When Santa heaves,

All those presents kids love

Gloves,

and hats,

pats from plush cats,

wooden airplanes,

Some of Rudolph’s reins.

CURRY

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

Most mums don’t like tricky sums,

But my mum does.

Most dads like sipping beer,

But mine prefers skipping.

But as for me,

O, don’t you worry,

Just you wait and see,

PERFECT

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

No one’s perfect,

Not on every subject.

You want to be perfect;

You want respect.

You might be great at Maths,

English – too,

Might be rubbish at Art,

Although you’re smart.

Perfection steals your joy,

And everything you’ve got.

It will annoy

You a lot.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

However old you are,

Whether or not you drive a car,

Born at daytime or even night,

These who are tall, or lack in height.

Today's the day,

To wash your worries away.

Today you're full of joy,

Perhaps you've received a favourite toy.

Now is the time to celebrate!

There's your yummy cake, sitting on a plate.

Then, the party that follows,

Is sure to erase all your sorrows.

MORNING RUSH

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

It’s the first day of school,

After the holidays.

And I am late,

It isn’t great.

Pulling up my socks,

Toast in my hand,

I’ve woken up later than I’d planned.

Brushing my hair,

Revising for my test,

Thinking very hard cause’ I know it’s best.

Mum and dad are rushing, too.

Crunching apples,

And shouting, after you!

Running up the stairs,

Running down again.

It’s chaos, but nobody cares.

IF I WAS A WIZARD

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

If I was a wizard,

I would conjure a blizzard,

So, we can play in the snow,

Or talk to a crow.

I could make a blue fire,

I could fly, getting higher and higher,

I would be able to make it dark or light,

I would change it from day to night.