The Moon Is.......

A Poem by my Great Niece, Kitty Cotton aged 12 years.

The Moon is a pearl;
sat in the night sky.
Precious and beautiful,
it shall never die.

The Moon is a ball of silk,
dancing with the stars.
Floating elegantly in the darkness,
it won’t ever be behind bars.

The Moon is a torch,
lightening the night,
to help us find our way,
and just hanging in the sky,
smiling down on me.

© Kitty Cotton

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Spring Is Finally Here! - By Kitty Cotton (My Great Niece) Aged 11 (Set of three poems)

Finally we see the silk blue sky,
Finally we hear the birds sing a joyful twitter,
Now we see the sun set in the orange ocean,
Now we hear the loud combine.

The weak woolly lambs run in the sun,
The smell of cut grass wafts up my nose,
No more dark clouds hovering above us,
No more cold deep puddles.

Let’s enjoy the rest of spring,
Let’s watch the orange sapphire set.

For spring is finally here!

© Kitty Cotton

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That One Kiss

With wide open eyes, she looked at me,
And climbing up, upon my knee,
Gave me a kiss, which touched my heart
And launched a pain, as if a dart
Had entered my old ageing soul,
And found therein it's final goal!

She smiled and all the joy was mine,
A million stars shone by design,
And twinkled, my whole body, through,
Filling my being with life anew.
With that one kiss, we were as one
Together. Our lives had just begun.

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Take My Advice

If your day, doesn’t go your way,
try not to sigh, but go apply
a cheerful grin,
stick out that chin,
and beat the blues.
You must refuse to let things drag you down,
don’t flag,
Let humour in,
and you’ll begin, to ease the strain,
which is the bane of your life, so,
let it all go.
Take my advice,
don’t pay the price that stress can bring,
we’ll sort this thing.
Just raise a smile,
It’ll be worth while.

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Great Philosophy

The cruise ship leaves the dock with all on board,
What a hoard!
The young, the old, adventure in their eyes,
Shout out, goodbyes.
Sailing away from land, to foreign climes,
Exciting times.
To rest, to play. How nice to get away,
on a holiday.
Relax a spell, and become someone who's free.
Great philosophy.
Soft sultry breeze, sun, sea and shore.
A wish for more.
So cruise along, and feel the days float by,
Let the heart fly!

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Broken Wings

Take these broken wings,
And mend them with your love.
Teach my heart those things,
That are, allied to a dove.
Let my soul then soar,
To heights unknown and new,
That it may then explore,
This vision, that is you.

Take my voice, which rings
With joy, when you are near.
Hear, when my heart sings
Sweet melodies so clear.
Let this sound vibrate,
Until the heavens chime,
And we will then pulsate
Fused together, for all time.

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Cheers!

A taste of wine, a welcome gesture,
One sunny day, in summer vesture
We sit, and talk of times gone by,
To laugh, to joke, to smile, to sigh.

With a garden full of scented blooms,
And subtle warmth that fills the rooms.
Sweet melodies to tune the mind,
Thus leaving all our cares behind.

'Cheers', we say, and glasses clink.
A calming, happy and convivial drink
With friends. It's such a pleasant way,
To spend a very amiable day.

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We Descend

Observe life as a spiralling dance,
It twirls with no rest down the years,
Taking those minutes of chance,
Rotating them with happiness and tears.

Lifting the heart to sheer heights,
Sending paths down darkening ways,
Swirling moments into bright lights,
Changing time into shadowy greys.

Facing each day and each night,
Every hour steadily we descend,
Through a rollercoaster's rushing flight,
To a slow gentle spiralling end.

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Christmas - A Little Friend's Poem - Written By Amy Boothby, aged 10

Are you...........
ready for Christmas? , to decorate the tree,
The sparkling baubles that shine with glee,
The shops are filled with Christmas galore,
But the people are shouting, 'We want more',
Each and every leaf, is covered in snow,
We're still waiting for Santa's Ho! Ho! Ho! ,
The Christmas lights, light up the street,
Presents to open, people to greet,
Look what's under the tall green tree,
Are these presents all for me?

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A Gentle Thaw

Thick the mist at early morning's dawn,
Cold the chill that enters by the door,
White the frost, that lies, across the lawn,
Each one piercing, striking to the core
Of one's whole being. Then wakes the foggy morn,
Where sunshine will in time, melt frost on haw,
And rouse the sleeping field mouse in the corn,
By dripping water down upon his paw.
He'll scuttle off, expression all forlorn,
To leave the day to begin its gentle thaw.

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