Winnie Poems - Poems about Winnie

[Picture prompt#2:] Wee Winnie Whistle, arms full of thistle, To welcome the town's Garden Officials. Come here to honor Wee Winnie, For helping so many, Bring gardens to life from artificial! Before Winnie Wee came initially, All gardens were artificial, you see? So with her green thumb, She changed every one, To living gardens that bring so much glee!...

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Sitting with Winnie Running from MiMi in polka dots Makes me giggle at haughty tots Who don’t want to use their potty pots. I’m now thinking of tequila shots And other things I oughta nots. ~ Judy Bausch ...

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Children's Poems III These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Picturebook Princess by Michael R. Burch for Keira We had a special visitor. Our world became suddenly brighter. She was such a charmer! Such a delighter! With her sparkly diamond slippers and the way her whole being glows, Keira's a picturebook princess from the points...

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she is so lucky the naysayers say Winnie works and studies hard She makes her own magic...

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It was much too cold underground so Winnie wriggled her way to the top where she found it much too hot! She turned and wiggled back down. “There’s no place like home!”, she said. “I like the feel of my cool skin!” then she winked at me with a grin, “I think I’ll read a book instead.”...

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It’s Halloween and Winnie the Witch flies on her broomstick with O’Bramovitch mid-flight puss acquires a nasty twitch both his nostrils flare, he begins to itch his pitiful me-ow rises to fever pitch shame cat's aren't fitted with an on off switch! A Halloween black cat, folk may say is kitsch poor Bram needs help, Winnie flies to Ipswich landing at the...

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There is a famous bear by name of Poo Without daily honey what would he do ~ He might become lazy Or even go crazy ~ Losing a few pounds is an option too...

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Winnie the Pooh And his friends, Rabbit being among them too, Know that honey is Pooh’s fixation and regular delight, Eats too much, gets stuck in Rabbit’s front door, a true blight! Rabbit Is a fusspot and has an obsession to lead, in fact a habit, He pushes hard to release our bear, an impossible chore, Tells Pooh he eats too much...

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Winnie the Pooh Always would stew About getting honey To put in his tummy. Piglet, His tail a small ringlet Was a godsend To his anxious bear friend. 9/10/21...

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Poems about Children II On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors by Michael R. Burch for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon Maya was made in the image of God; may the reflections she sees in those curious mirrors always echo back Love. Amen Maya's Beddy-Bye Poem by Michael R. Burch for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon With a hatful of stars and...

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Wild Winnie Witch heard wonderful wacky melody Created within her warm whimsical wishful mind. Others said she was a most unique individual, Inscrutably unusual, an interesting witching kind. Her parents fiercely protected their daughter’s privacy her art and talents a rare Renaissance-like find. Warlocks were terrified of her imagination, ingenuity, and independence. They rarely invited her out to sup or dine. Delightfully occupied...

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Corona virus Corona virus; we cannot trust Hundreds already have become dust Millions fought back the death's spell Conquering corona, now living well Humans greed for sentient foods And their craving for luxury goods Led us to destroy the environment Purely, for selfish enjoyment Plastics, vinyls float on the waves For many trendy items we've become slaves Austerity is only a political...

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Happy Thanksgiving on everyone's lips Except for those of young Winnie Wild-Hips -- Her backside so broad Most fellows were awed -- When she'd sit down, her clothes ripped ~ so she'd strip Thanksgiving Day ...

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I was just laid off after twenty years; Put out to pasture and facing my fears. I didn't need another mouth to feed But something about her stirred a need. She was an old girl from a broken home; Nowhere to sleep, nowhere to roam. Her mom and dad had parted ways. Was this the end of happy days? She needed me; I...

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Dear Winnie, I will not despair for you, For you are here with us, Buried in the sanctuary of memory, Our beloved mother and sister, The mother of a nation You carried on your shoulders The burden of tigers and lions, Until you became the lioness, And roared for your children, Some tried to burn you Not knowing you were sulphur, Cut you to pieces Not knowing...

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