The Warmth of Snow

A snow flake is so complex, yet soft enough to enhance romance.
No flake is like another, neither is a friend or a lover.
The gentle falling of snow makes me think of home,
where I find warmth and cheer, and happiness flow.
A warm heart and cold toes, come next to me, and snuggle close.
I love you now and forever more, as we wait for more snow flakes to fall.

poem by Steven Robinson
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Moon Go Sleeps

Its time to rise,
get up in time,
to see the Moon go sleeps,
the clouds blush,
as they see the Moon get into it's pyjamas,
and the Sun peeks too.

It time to fly,
get up so high,
to see the Sun have lunch,
the clouds hide,
as they see the Sun do star jumps in the sky,
and the Earth smiles.

It's time to sleep,
get down so low,
to see the Sun settle to bed,
the clouds blush again,
as they see the Sun get naked,
the Earth giggles and so does the Moon.

poem by Steven Robinson
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Where Do The Fairies Go?

I was eating a fairy cake the other morn, when I thought I wonder if it's true that for every baby born, a fairy god mother is sworn.

Well now I have grown up, can I still speak to the fairies or am I just away with?

I seem to think I know they are there, but where have they gone?

I don't remember ever seeing one, what do they look like, are they pixies, elves or just plain sprite?

I have heard is possible to see, but that is only by those who believe, or is it just for those inclined spiritually?

Well my fairy cake tasted just nice. Maybe the cake is blessed by fairies, hence their name, or maybe fairies are just another bed-time story again?

poem by Steven Robinson
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