Shh! Babies are sleeping Dorie said.
Slumbering in dreamland with her Uncle Fred
Tummies full of dolly potatoes, they are amply fed
Especially after gulping down cinnamon bread
Two dreaming of a trip on an African bobsled
Cozily cuddled up in a rocking chair bed.
One baby dolly in a nightshirt made by Grandpa Ed.
All three in dreamland where only angels tread.
Categories:
dorie, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Have you ever dialed a sunflower?
Lawrence stared at Dorie, she was a beauty
And he was in love with her.
His grandpa had admitted he had dated a ginger once.
But grandma came in so that was the end of that.
Lawrence loved everything about her green eyes and her red hair.
She was smart, and funny, and he wanted to spend his life with her.
Don’t be in a hurry! His parents had told him.
It has only been six months.
Six months was long enough. He knew.
He watched her pretend to dial the sunflower.
The sun on her hair made her appear magical, like a pixie.
He asked her to marry him after the dialing was over.
She squealed like a happy six year old.
He could not wait to be married to her,
so he could live the rest of his life
in fear, like his grandpa
Categories:
dorie, love,
Form: Narrative
D-arkness
O-f
R-ain
I-s
E-rased
G-radually
A-s
R-ay
C-learly
I-s
A-scending
Topic: Birthday of Dorie Garcia (May 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
dorie, birthday,
Form: Acrostic