Short No Kids Poems
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At five fifty pounds he was fat
he looked silly just wearing a hat
Mrs. Clause was turned off
when his clothes he would doff
so no kids would inherit that hat
This year has been lacking in summer sun.
No kids romping on beaches having fun.
Its done nothing but rain,
This weather's a big pain.
Our transition to rain forest's begun.
Trust me, I have 3 kids and no money
Why can’t I have no kids and 3 monies
It's only fair I'd say
My bills I could pay
Instead of wearing a disguise, t'ain't funny!
In my wildest dreams, never thought I'd be one
But I'm now a mall walker, my life's come undone
Mostly eighty much bolder
No kids on my shoulders
Decrepit but still cookin' before I succumb
In my wildest dreams, never thought I'd be one
But I'm now a mall walker, my life's come undone
Mostly seventy or older
No kids on our shoulders
Decrepit but still cookin' before we succumb
In my wildest dreams, never thought I'd be one
But I'm now a mall walker, my life's come undone
Mostly seventy or older
No kids on our shoulders
Decrepit but still cookin' before we succumb
© Jack Ellison 2015
No sunshine came with warm refrain
No kids came out to laugh and play
Just gray clouds and the falling rain
Then a rainbow came
A lad came out that rainy day
Filled with wonder he couldn't contain
Amidst the rain and skies of gray
An umbrella he did obtain
Red, with white polka dot array
He gazed across the misty plain
Then a rainbow came
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9/24/17
BROWNIE TIME
So it’s brownie time
They are so easy to make
50 strokes or so
Of this heavenly chocolate
No kids so I’ll eat them all
Looking it over
I can do better than that
Such a weak poem
Baking brownies is no art
Poetry should say something
Now take Longfellow
Hiawatha eats brownies?
Yes! Magic brownies
Amazing what one can write
On a magic brownie high
As I walk and wander around these are the changes
I have found.
Children text they don't talk anymore.
They hardly use bins just throw trash on the floor.
No kids in the park on swings and climbing frames
Just sat indoors playing video games.
Walk to the shop it isn't that far
But for a five minutes walk you use the car.
So much has changed since I was a lad
But the world seemed much better with what
Little we had.
Its not a home without you,
No kids,
No laughing,
No love,
Just the memories,
No hugs,
No comfort,
No love for me to give,
Only human that I am,
Please come back home,
Let us be whole again,
Without you,
A whole left empty in my heart,
Please fulfill it,
Make me whole,
Fill the void,
Don't depart,
Without you,
My love is a float,
Please come back home,
Lead our journey through,
In this home,
For all of us to continue to be fam...
Grandpas Chair..
This is the place where I go to get away.
No kids to yell at, silence I hear, I can think strait.
Sometimes my grandsons comes and then wakes me up.
Grandma worry’s about me falling asleep in the heat.
So I have to hide my liquor bottles and such.
Everybody needs a place to rest.
That old dusty chair has been my best.
Sometimes I just need a place to hide.
My grandkids understand old grandpas chair.
His place of silence, his chair of pride.