"Hush now my little darling,
Blow your nose and wipe your eyes."
"The "Tooth Fairy" comes tonight,
And he'll leave a big surprise!"
"So, dry those tears sweet Jim,
Dream of rainbows in the sky."
"And tomorrow when you wake,
A silver coin you will spy!"
Moonlight drifts through midnight dreams,
Such innocence enthralls him.
He tip-toes like a shadow,
But, what plight might befall Jim?
A single pearl rests neath pillow
The evidence gaps young smile.
"Let's peek in my bag of tricks,"
His methods are somewhat vile!
"But, what's this...only "one" tooth?
"Don't dream golden, I'm not through.
"One just won't cut it for me,
But, the rest of them will do!"
"A little drop of ether,
So little Jim won't awake."
"And with all due diligence,
Your little smile I will take!"
Just like he slithered on in,
He slinks out of bedroom door.
Wearing a "Cheshire Cat" grin,
Twenty teeth lie on Jim's floor!
Parents peek into bedroom,
Twenty pearls checkers the rugs.
And right there, next to Jim's head...
Just a bag of silver slugs!
fuzzy white headed little darling
with black circled eyes and ebony arms
hanging on to the tiniest bit of bamboo
being the cute panda you can be
you are lovely
Fluffy white and small as pearls,
Through ocean waters gently swirls
A tiny slug that looks so sweet—
With bunny ears, oh what a treat!
Not a rabbit, not quite a snail,
Just drifting on the ocean's trail.
Your fuzzy body glowing bright,
Like snowflakes dancing in the night.
Black-tipped ears that sense your way
Through coral gardens where you play,
A living cotton ball so rare,
Swimming without a single care.
Nature's joke or magic spell?
This little darling of the dell
Brings smiles to all who chance to see
This bunny hopping through the sea.
Santa's coming, Santa's coming,
I can hear his sleigh,
Santa's coming, Santa's coming,
He is on his way.
Go to sleep my little darling,
I’ll bet you a penny farthing,
Your dreams will come true,
And all because it's you.
Know you'll like your Christmas goodies,
And have baked some yummy cookies,
Christmas Day is such a joy,,
For each and every girl and boy.
The water was warm it must have been
The morning was cold it was early
The two collided and and there it was
smoke on the water rising
mysteriously
Vapor thin outlines levitating
With the dawn chorus applauding
Ecstatically
There is no smoke without fire
Here comes the sun little darling
It’s alright
A kindergarten student is not usually sent to my office.
I am the counselor, who gets my shares of stirrers.
Usually when a five-year-old is sent to me, they are crying.
This little blonde blue-eyed beauty was not crying.
She had a smug look on her face, actually not a tear in sight.
Find out what happened, the principal said, before she left.
What happened? I asked the dainty cherub.
When?
I am not sure “just now?”
Nothing.
I have to call the teacher to get an inkling.
She was fighting.
You mean arguing?
No I mean flat out fist walloping pummeling fighting.
I look for scratches or bruises but see no evidence.
Were you in a fight?
She nods her head.
I smashed them and bashed him, she told me.
She had a pleased smile.
I am surprised, but not stunned.
I have raised three daughters.
Two of them are tough.
She brags about her fighting prowess.
I find out later this little darling has four older brothers.
Wired seeing the stars and moon playing hide and seek on wide firmament sky, It is Lulle to the mind, sound boob to it's brain. Who's is right the Mind or Brain? Little darling laying in Reckon of chess where stars and moon ensemble Love and unity to the humanity and community to the continuity of the thread without variety in the middle city.
My little darling went to the dogs,
then she expired.
Her bark I hear no more.
She was blond, maybe,
she was intelligent - maybe
She sure was pretty.
I never knew her in a carnal sense,
but the dog in me howls now.
She is gone, gone gone,
and she only ninety-three.
Rest little darling
Close your eyes,
Dream little darling
Sleepy-byes.
Babies and children
all asleep,
Night-time comes
for those to sleep.
Moon and stars are
way up high,
Just for you to
beddy-bye.
Rest little sweetie
Close your eyes,
Dream little sweetie
Sleepy-byes.
11/03/21
LIFE IS GREAT,
FANTASTIC,
INCREDIBLE,
AND,
AT TIMES,
UNBELIEVABLE.
PLEASE,
ALLOW ME,
TO REMIND YOU,
IMAGINATION,
IS ESSENTIAL,
TO UNLEASH,
YOUR FULL POTENTIAL.
AS WE PREPARE,
OURSELVES,
TO CLOSE THE BOOK,
ON THE YEAR,
TWENTY TWENTY,
ON THIS,
THE TWENTY FOURTH DAY
IN THE MERRY MONTH
OF DECEMBER.
LET US,
CELEBRATE LIFE,
AS WE,
MOVE FORWARD,
AND PLEASE,
ALLOW ME,
TO RESERVE THIS MOMENT,
IN TIME,
TO WISH YOU,
AND YOUR LOVED ONES,
AND THE ONES,
WHO CARE ABOUT YOU,
THE MOST,
A YEAR
FILLED WITH
AND SURROUNDED BY
LOVING
CARING
UNDERSTANDING
PEOPLE
PETS
AND PLANTS.
HAPPY NEW YEAR !
Michael E. Harris
12242020
This poem
Inspired by Visila
who reminds us ALL
how important we are to life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS my little Darling.
LITTLE DARLING
Little darling the sun will come out again
Oh baby the rays will take your pain
Maybe then you will feel it in your heart
Then soon the gray skies will fall apart
Little darling your life is full of doubt
Oh baby there ain’t no easy way out
Maybe then you’ll find theres a better way
Then soon you will see a brighter day
Little darling the time has come at last
Oh baby life is moving way to fast
Maybe then after a while you will decide
Then soon it will be time to turn the tide
Little darling the world is yours to take
Oh baby now a smile you cannot fake
Maybe then after all the tears you’ve cried
Then soon your pain will be j
Happy enchanting you-- little pearl
She's Grandpa girl
Captivating girl
So fascinating
O'boy-O-joy
however enthralling
Always and forever Grandpa's little darling
5/25/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Woohoo who
Little girl can't you see ( yes )
That you belonged to me
You belong to me,
oh little one darling
Can't you be
My only flower
Be my victory yeah hey
I'm surrounded by your blossoms
And the fragrances you wear
I can tell by all the conditions
Well well well
Feels like cool water is coming out,
... of a faucet on a hot summer day
O and little darling, little girl
I want you for my flower I want you for my world
Oh can't you see
yes darling you you you belong to me
Like the foam on top of a root beer float
Like a comedian telling audience a good funny joke
you belong, you belong you belong to me oh yes
You are my world and you you you girl
Belonged to me
Like a baby needs his mother
Sister needs her brother
Like cereal and milk that you put sugar on it
Like, like the leaves on a tree
All this is meant to to be
You you belonged to me
5/2/70
Written words & Arranged music zby James Edward Lee
Little Island Girl
picking a bouquet
of a floral garden land
tropical garden
picking a bouquet
is such a little darling
little Island Girl...
11/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Put on your winter gear
My little darling twinkle faeries
Snow’s around the corner
Don your pretty boots with tiny bells
Your itsy coats with wisps of fur
To keep you warm and toasty
The thrill of falling snowflakes
Their glitter throughout the land
Will soon invade our sleepy garden
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~SNOW WHITE~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on November 9, 2019
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