A is for Annie Apple Blossom she buds in the Spring.
B is Betty Baby Breath she's such a dainty thing.
C is for Miss Candy Tuft pink-cheeked with hair of gold.
D is Debbie Dandelion who never does what she's told!
E is for Easter Lily she's as white as snow.
F is Francie Fairy Bells who ring-a-lings where she goes.
G is for Ginny Gardenia perfumed oh so sweet.
H is Holly Hocks a Tomboy, she has two left feet!
I is for Inca Lily dressed in colors light.
J is Joanie Jump-Ups, Johnny's little sister bright.
K is for Katie Kangaroo Paw her nails are painted red.
L is Lila Lady Slipper who stays too long a bed.
M is for Merry Morning Glory dressed in pale blue.
N is Nancy Narcissus who trumpets ""toodeloo!"
O is for Olivia the Ox-Eyed Daisy dolly.
P is Patty Petunia, her pancakes are a folly.
Q is for Queenie Anns Lace her dresses all have ruffles.
R is Ruby Rose-a-lee who almost always shuffles.
S is for Sandy Snap Dragon tall and thin. petite.
T is Tallulah Tulip her clothes are so off beat!
U is for Uma Umbrella Flower, sweet and sunny.
V is Vicky Violet she plays with Easter bunnies.
W is for Wendy Water Lily she'd rather swim than dance.
X is Xana Xmas Tree in Winter she's entrancing.
Y is for Yani Yarrow, a girl so bonny fair
Z is Zelda Zinnia, she pinning Yani's hair.
All our girls are fine and strong, so beautiful and brave
Not a single one of them would think to misbehave!
Bio: Wise woman.
Deep in the meadow, where deer run wild in the open,
Papa bear was waking his two cubs from their sheltered den.
"Go out and play Cailyn and Jess, go discover something new,
and always remember you take care of me and I take care of you"
Jess went running as fast as can be leaving her little sister behind.
She wanted to run to the river to see what fishes she could find.
"wait up wait up" Cailyn shouted and hollered at her sisters back.
She followed slowly and carefully inside her sisters foot track.
Jess shouted back "Sis why can't you just let me be.
I don't need you right now and you don't need me"
This made little bear Cailyn so very sad, she ran and hid
Crying and crying from what her sister cub just did
Off in the distance she could here Jess scream
" Cailyn, Cailyn, come help. I'm stuck in the stream"
Cailyn went running as fast as her little legs would go
Having to help her sister, the only friend she did ever know
She just got there in time as Jess was about to fall
Reaching Cailyn helped her out, whew what a close call
The two dirty cubs went home to be with their dad
They fell a sleep in the then den, both of them glad
Papa bear's advice these two little bitty bear cubs was so true
"Always remember you take care of me and I take care of you."
Children's Fable Contest
Came home just the other day
Caught my kitties well at play
Cats like to climb up trees it's true
They have the Christmas spirit too!
But not my lovely Christmas tree!
They looked as innocent as can be
With ornaments hanging off his nose
One came out smelling like a rose
For his little sister was worse than that
She was a silver garland-wrapped cat!
Oh they had such fun 'til I came home
Their saucer eyes so brightly shone
I couldn't stay mad for very long
Soon was singing a different song
Found the camera and flashed some shots
Cleaning up all the messy spots
Re-hung the ornaments on the tree
Again it was lovely as could be!
On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute
For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes
A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken
So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife
On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys
For the living, life goes on
Tomorrow is another day
To my sister I just now found,
I'm glad I have you around.
Once there was a girl with a tough personality. She was considered to be a friendly and talkative. She was extremely tough regardless of love and crashes. She had wishes and dreams but was never sure when it’s gone come true. She was hard working always to satisfy her family and be a great daughter. She was tough about love but at the same time she knew a special and incomparable person will come to her life, who will be very different than others. When and where she will meet him, she never thought about it because she believed that we shouldn’t look for love, the reason was that love comes itself. However let’s see how and where she finds that special person.
One night after working so hard of her project she was bored.
“Oh God I am so bored let’s see if my friends are online I will talk to them but at the same time gone download a song” she got online but unfortunately non of her friends were online so she thought to herself why don’t I make a new friend she requested a random boy who she never knew before. After a week passed and that boy accepted her request but they never got the chance to talk to each other.
“Oh this boy looks so cute but why can’t I talk to him” although she wasn’t trusting any boys but her heart would tell her that this boy seems to be a good boy. So she used to leave an offline massages for him in order to contact each other and be friends. One day they both were online so their conversation started.
Boy… how are u and how did u added me
Girl… I’m fine thanks well I was bored last week so I randomly added u.
They started questioning each other and she asked him have you got a brother or a sister he answered I have 5 sister but no bro. She reply but I have 2 sis and no brother. The time of Salah came and she had to pray and she asked if she can leave the conversation and pray but he was surprised that she prays. After she did her prayers she asked him why were you surprised when I said its time for me to pray? He reply afghans who live in foreigner most of them are not religious.
Weeks passed and one day she was so excited.
Girl… You know what
Girl… I have a new baby sister
They kept contacting each other even though he had exams on that time but he would still take out some time for her. At the same time he would study for exams.
Few month later they became best friends and one day he told her that he like her but she didn’t understand what does he mean by like. She called her best friend and told her he told her that he likes her but she doesn’t know why he said this because he loves her or just a simple like.
Hey dude … he told me he likes me but I don’t know what he means by that.
My Friend… ha ha stupid liking is the first step of love I think he loves u.
She also liked him but she needed time to know him more. He was so innocent and respectful boy she had ever meet. They became so closer and their friendship turned to love after a passing of time. She didn’t know much about his family and background but however she loved him and thought he is a right person for her life partner.
For every relationship to became stronger and trust worthy it needs time. Relationships are like building a house. Some relationship ends fast because it was build quick and the foundation was not strong enough but some relationships last forever the reason is that the foundation which that relationship was build was strong. The foundation of every relationship is trust, promises, honesty, truthfulness, modesty, respect and most important thing is a true love. Be the kind of person you would like to be with. Some people come into our lives, make footprints on our hearts and we are never the same. People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges.
She always wanted someone who is respectful and modest towards girls. Someone who is honest but she never saw any boy with those qualities in him, she only saw those qualities in him. Even though she faced so much hardships, impenetrability and tests in life however she knew that when Allah tests you, it is never to destroy you, it’s to teach us something in life that we do not know. When he removes something in your possession it is only to empty your hands, for an even greater gift. She learned so much from those test and tried hard to become better Muslim.
Now they know each other and they love each other a lot. She has a full trust on him more than herself. Even though they sometimes have argument for some Issues but their love is strong enough and they are a smart people to find the solutions. No matter what we face and how we act towards it but it shouldn’t affect a person’s trust and love in relationship because it’s so hard to make one and takes a second to destroy it. This was a good story. It’s sad that it takes a long time for people to understand values and life. We as people are so consumed with our own lifestyles and duties we have made for ourselves.
I miss him more then he could ever know, I often ask Allah why did he have to go? I fell in love and he means so much to me, if he could look into my heart then he could see. I found something so special and it is for real, being without my love is so hard to deal. I'll be here waiting until I can be with you again, because not only are you the love of my life you are also my friend.
I just want to tell you,
I think of you every moment of the day.
And how much I love you,
Words could never even say....
I just want to tell you,
I love you with all my heart.
I wish for us to be together,
Never shall we be apart.
Since the 19th century, she stands looking out to sea
A guardian of the sailor, a survivor of tragedy
The Captain lost his pregnant wife and son and five members of his crew
Now she waits just like her sister when a sailor's return is overdue
Her sister stands in Moss since nineteen sixty two
They stand and face each other across the ocean blue
The Dictator, a Norwegian vessel, aground she did run
Nine people died off the shore in eighteen ninety one
The Captain returned to Norway when his healing was done
In Elmwood cemetery he sadly left his wife and son
On thirty seventh street in Virginia Beach the Norwegian Lady Stands
A monument to all who sail and walk on foreign sands
I had a little sister
Who grew up to be my friend
I thought we'd always be together
Until the very end
We shared so many memories
Of times we were young and carefree
Even though she is no longer here
She'll always be with me
Day after day year after year
I will always remember her with a whole lot of laughter
And few little tears
I feel your presence everywhere I go
You know how much I miss you and how I love you so
I try very hard not to be sad
That's when I try to think of all the good times we had
You'll always be with me every single day
But Oh! How much I miss you since you went away.
My sister wrote a poem for me
Of christmass's gone and past
The time that was so special
We thought would last and last
The time is always changing
And we all know this is true
And things are not the same for us
So what are we to do?
We take the precious moments
That we shared some years ago
And know we will always have them
And never let them go
For no one can take the memories
That we hold oh so dear
As long as we could remember
And so how much we care
When I think of you dearest Catie, I feel a sister’s love,
A love that's true, unblemished, sent from God above.
You have shown how much I mean to you,
By the way you care and the things you do.
No matter how difficult the task I face,
You stand by me each challenge embrace.
You have helped me when times were difficult,
When my heart was under the enemy's assault.
Across the miles our spirits blend and flourish,
A smoothie of love and compassion to nourish.
When I think of you, I know I am truly blessed,
When it comes to friends, God sent me the very best.
You inspire me to let God direct all my ways,
to follow where he leads, each and every day.
When I'm down and life has me feeling low,
I know I've got a friend, somewhere to go.
Your friendship always strengthens and cheers me,
inspiring me to be the very best friend I can be.
Joy ~ your lovingkindness is never amiss,
in my heart I will always call you, 'Sis.'
Written By Catie Lindsey and Joy Wellington
My little sister was back home from school
Today she had questions deep as a tidal pool
Did I do something wrong? Why don’t I have a tail?
All the animals do. I’m sad, it leaves me pale
If trees live like we do, why don’t they walk?
Why did God punish trees? Why can’t they talk?
Why does an elephant have such a big nose?
Why can’t I follow a butterfly, fly as it goes?
Why is a notice called circular, if it’s rectangular in shape?
Why are old time queens famous for having grapes?
Why do giraffes have such a long neck?
Why do woodpeckers do nothing but peck?
Why do cuckoos lay eggs in a crow’s nest?
Hey please answer my questions, so I can ask you the rest.
The clock on the wall chimes Christmas songs of good cheer
It was a gift from my sister who is no longer here
When I sit here and listen to the music from the clock
As I often do I think of all the fun things that we used to do
And all the happy memories that we once shared
And the bond that we had and how much we cared
I thank the Lord for giving me a sister that was my best friend
And I will always remember her until we meet again
Gobs of happiness, bundles of joy!
My sister turned out to be a boy
Mom said, “Welcome your little brother!”
She'd been promising me the other
You know! EEEW... a baby sister!
Imagine if I had to kiss her!
Thanks to the stork way up high
If Mom had a girl, I'd probably die!
Sisters don't wrestle or play with guns
They play with dollies, have girlie fun
Glad the way things have turned out
Us guys are buds, there's really no doubt!
I know! I realize they're people too
In fact, some are cute, this is true
But if you're gonna give me my druthers
I would much prefer a baby brother!
The moral is, if you eat your veggies
Your Mom will be happy and never edgy
A contented Mom will usually bear fruit
With a baby boy who'll be cuter than cute!
These are the words of a real little boy
Who won't even try to hide his joy!
He comes right out, it's not a quiz
Boys are superior and that's how it is!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.
I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?
Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.
Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.
Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........
Let this auspicious day be a ladder for you...
To overcome the hurdles...& just pass through...
The landmarks of unhappiness....
Towards the realms of sweet success....!
May this day also remind...
The tenets that were always there in your mind...
May your heart be as pure as a God...
& culture prevail in your action & word...!
May Time be a mere witness....
As you gallop ahead with pristine progress....
May Fortune be your timid slave...
As it always favours the brave....!
May the Future flower your life with glee...
hopes,triumphs and prosperity...
May you always be what you are....
& the road of your stride stretch far & far.....
You are my friend, my family, and my little sister
I never thought one day that I'll give your name a twister.
I remember when it was and how it had began
You'd shown me a drawing excitedly and I had tasted sand.
Asked me if it was good enough and what I thought of it
I thought it was done exquisitely and felt my eyebrows knit.
We had always been sketching, ever since I could remember
And yet I never once did think that you would become the better.
I did not know what the feeling was until a few days after
When you handed me another picture and the air rang with your laughter.
You were so happy and so proud, and I very pleased with you too
But somewhere deep inside unsatisfaction started to brew.
It was moments later when I declared a war
"From now on you are my rival, and I won't let you pass by far!"
But you only shook your head and said that I was weird
That kind of apathetic reaction was worse than I had feared.
Nonetheless I stood my ground, although sometimes it kills
Because you'd made me recognise your given artistic skills.
My sister said, "Let's go dancing.""Not a chance."
"I don't know how. I don't know how to dance."
"They give beginner's lessons at The Yellow Rose.”
"They'll have a live band to keep you on your toes."
I gave in to her begging and gathered up my spunk.
Those at the Rose were probably already drunk.
So I said, "What the heck; how hard's it gonna be?
Those guys are too busy to watch the likes of me."
In most of my endeavors, it's always been my fate,
there's some hidden truth that I didn't anticipate.
Every song had a different dance, no two were the same.
I stood with eyes popping, thinking this was insane.
"What kind of style is this?" I muttered, watching the dancing.
They were clapping and yelling,, twirling and prancing;
with thumbs hooked in pockets and fancy boots on their feet,
they shuffled, hitched and swayed to a crazy country beat.
Not dancing with one another, they formed a perfect line,
turning and bumping hips and stomping in double time.
They even did a Cha Cha,, a Charleston step or two,
Cheater's Waltz and Black Velvet, twining through.
Sister said, "Come on, let's go!" Well, it's do or die,
maybe I'll flop, maybe not. I'll never know, unless I try.
I wound up teaching beginners at West Side Senior Center,
and at local "Silver Games," became a gold medal winner!
I performed with the gang at nearby nursing homes,
in matching western costumes and sequins in our combs.
Family isn't in the blood
Its love like a flood
Its the loyalty to the end
A sister and a friend
U open my eyes
I see more than the skies
Your love u show me
Makes my heart so real
That family should truly feel
Your so naive, You act like your so great
But you've got nothing of you to love when you point out everything you hate
When you criticize my every move and you make me feel so down
Like you get a prize every time you shove me to the ground
You make me hurt with every word, why's it so hard for you to think
Purposely frustrate me, You make me feel like such a freak
I don't have to say one word to you, You just throw in your two cents
You talk like you can tell me anything you want, Life bears you no consequence
So even when I don't ask for it, tell me the first thing that comes to mind
Leave everything unfiltered, even though its not close to kind
Talk about me behind my back, Better yet right in front of my face
Shout out my faults to the world, Doesn't matter the time or place
Embarrass me in front of your friends, Give it your best shot
It doesn't matter how much it kills me, Because you're going to stab me with every knife you got
You can punch me in my ribs, Laugh at me when you make me cry
Tell the world my secrets, leave me in the sun to fry
Get me so mad, I hide around the corner to slit my wrist
When I die I bet I'll be the last person you ever miss
When everyone shoves me around, eventually you'll get in line for it too
Get on my nerves, Better make it your favorite thing to do
Your my sister but what's it matter?
According to you we're from two separate worlds so my broken hearts what your after
You want nothing more than to run me to my grave
You can get away with everything you do, so what if you misbehave
.If life comes to push or shove.
There's nothing like a sisters love.
We grew-up with each other.
Learning to love from our mother.
Four sisters learning to share.
Each others clothes and brushing one anothers hair.
I love the sisters I have I will need no more.
Cause my sisters love gauge if filled to the core.
She came back in my life when I was twenty
And from the start we loved each other plenty
I lost her when I was a little child
That's something we had never reconciled
Our mama died and all the kids were scattered
Finding them was all that really mattered
I grew up hard and so did she it seems
But I saw my sister always in my dreams
One day a stranger walked in from the cold
She looked familiar so I acted bold
Studied her face and then it dawned on me
This was my sister and then suddenly
She looked at me -it seemed she knew me too
And without pause into her arms I flew
God brought her back after the lonely years
We held each other through those joyful tears
I prayed so long and hard for this to be
Now I feel like the Lord has set me free
We never knew He watched us from above
That He would reunite us with His love
If you’re in the mood for a tale
Please come sit with me a spell
I’ll spin a yarn of sheer delight
Concerning October’s final night
Children dress up in their suits
Parents thinking, “Oh so cute”
Cauldron stirred by a giant spoon
Evil laughter echoes from the room
Goblins called to do their deed
As Vampires prepare to feed
I remember once when I was a boy
My excited heart raced with joy
My friends and I took to the streets
Filling bags with precious treats
All night long running around
Till we hit every house in town
One final house on Graveyard Hill
Suddenly the night was frozen still
As we headed up the crooked path
We heard the evil witches laugh
Too scared to run too scared to stay
Too scared to think too scared to pray
The Iron Gate slammed with a clatter
Suddenly everything was the matter
Lightening crackled in the sky
As across the moon an owl did fly
A silhouette made not a sound
As a fog started to cover the ground
I thought of what my sister had said
“Graveyard Hill is where they keep the dead”
The silhouette stepped through the door
Said, “Greedy children want some more”
Suddenly monsters came out of the brush
As our screams echoed in the midnight hush
Those monsters eyes danced with delight
As they delivered us to the witch that night
As we all prepared to meet our ends
It was just my sister and her friends
Before I start on my very funny life,
I'll hand over what seems like a very tiny knife.
Here's a little clue,
To guess my age too,
I'm younger than you think,
At the bottom of the age sink,
Family is the starting point,
But I'm the sticking out joint.
Dad, we seldom see,
But he's more like me.
His ambition used to be,
Writing a book while drinking tea,
Mom is more like the master,
Of the household disaster.
She claims that she could have been,
An army captain and a engineer of tin.
We should have been the perfect triangle,
But instead us three made a perfect tangle.
Sis and Little Sis, they matched up,
For they could draw a perfect pup.
Me over here,I just shot out,
I couldn't even draw a single perfect clout.
Instead of entering the artistic home,
I entered Dad's dusty, old tome.
That's right, I was born a bookworm.
That's how it came out during that term.
Now let me introduce them and me.
We weren't that fond of tea.
Sis is the negative of the bunch.
She was famous for her hard punch.
Thinking deep thoughts,
Drawing something other than clots,
Confined mostly in her arcane space,
Not joining the fun race.
Little sis is the perfect mix,
Leaving definitely nothing to fix.
Though younger than me,
She draws everything there is to see.
Me, there's nothing I would tell,
You'll have to guess, looking at this deep, dark well.
From planted seeds, trees have grown.
My hope, regards this scene, is to remind you of home.
Rooted and grounded have the trees come to be.
From different forests, though, are both you and me.
Yet, like one tree that grows and bares many branches:
Rather northward, to the south, eastward, or to the west;
And no matter where fruits from a tree are selected.
I want you to know we're still connected.
Piece by piece we set it up
Near the end
I had about had enough
Next came the decorations
Different sizes and all
Thought I couldn’t reach the top
For I was not that tall
Yet when it was finished
It was such a grand sight
As we turned the lights, off
It lit up the night
We lay on the floor
Gazing up at the tree
When she walked on in
And sat next to me
Looking up high
Up at the tree
She looked back down
Back towards me
What she said next
Shocked us both you know
She said daddy, sissy
You are my hero
I will remember that for years to come
The way she said that to me
Every year at this time
When we put up the Christmas tree
We were like the sun in the month of May
Now we're like June, with the sun gone astray
Like Ice on a July mornin
Now, we don't belong
We were like sand on the beach; so cleansing & smoothe
But now we're like the shore, that's washed away
We used to be sunshine on a cloudy day
Now we're like the clouds,
Gloomy & gray
We used to connect on so many different levels
But now, we're so far apart, there's no reception
Now we can't talk
We have no connection
Our bond was so strong it could not be broken
Now it's broken down with words unspoken
We used to finish eachother's sentences, but
Now we speak a different language
We used to care about eachother,but
Now we care about ourselves
We used to get eachother,but
Now we get tired
We used to work things out,but
Now we're both fired
Used to be in our own world,but
Now we're on different planets
Used to share a mind,but
Now,our thoughts are hard to find
We used to know eachother so very well,but
Now we're strangers
We used to be joined at the hip,but
Now we're a thousand feet away
No force could pull us apart
Now a driving force has separated our conjoined heart.
Jeanice has now been baptized
Now she's saved she has realized
Now she has to win the race
Maturing at a steady pace
Fight the devil; don't back down
Get rid of that crazy clown!
In the end get into heaven
She now knows she's been forgiven!
who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see
I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid
I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid
brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle
my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because
I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama
my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze
even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above
paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs
milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu
bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best
so who loves me
well lets just continue to see
Tribute To Love
Also Entry For
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest
Sisters are people who care
Sisters are people who listen and share
Sisters are love
Like a gift from above
Someone who sees the best in what you do
Someone who was always around as you grew
Anybody can be a "sister"
But can they be a friend too?