Oh Daddy oh Daddy
Oh Mommy oh Mommy
I love you and
I know you do too.
Love you.
The end.
Mommy. Daddy.
sorry when you just
ask me a question
I just fall down
and cry.
sorry for that.
the trees are growing.
sweet.
The earth loves me.
I love the earth.
Peace.
Peace and friendship
and love to the earth.
Please be respectful
to the earth.
Halloween
is scary
except for
trick or treating.
Happy Halloween.
Life is the most beautiful thing
I’ve ever seen in my life.
Sweet dreams
little one.
glass glass
glass glass
we put it in
the garbage
broken.
Careful with that broken glass. I like “broken” as the last line in your glass poem.
I rote some of these poems when i was 4. it was a long time ago and i think they sound like that. like i was really yung. but i wanted to post them any way because i like the things they remind me of.
mr. or ms. dsb, i never really threw away broken glass in a garbage. its just a poem silly.
I love the imagery in the last two stanzas, the sweet dreams and broken glass. Rock on, Sophia.
It’s just a poem, Derek.