First Day
I’ll give her an apple
that’s what mom said,
Girls like apples
She’ll smile and eat it and give me a star
The others will wail and cry and growl
I want a star
I want a star
But she'll just say quiet and they’ll all stop
She'll say look and point to the clock
And we’ll all gather
Sit and listen
To a tale she spins from air
Her hands moving fast and voice changing too
Captivated we sit
We listen
Little statues with eyes that shine
Rainbow candy falling fast
In the land of here and past
Goblins dancing round and round
Princess locked inside the town
Big bad wolf, pigs and frogs
Pumpkin turned into a coach
I'll raise my hand and say
My mom said
Girls like apples
She will smile
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2010
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