My son's poems

[yuka]

Anxious Baby

Little dog, little dog
Do not **** on the grass

Little sparrow, little sparrow
Do not dirty the path

Let aunt cleaner
Go home earlier
Her baby must
Be anxious for mommy

Butterfly

Eat, eat, little sparrow
Finished, let’s play
Hide and seek

Sleep, sleep, little dog
You will dream
Of little angels

Fly, fly, butterfly
To the mountain there
Find your playmate

[everyadventure]

There is a sweet sing-song quality to these, like nursery rhymes...

[ShadowsCool]

yuka:

I can tell where he gets the talent from.
Nice airy poems. Thanks for sharing them with us.

Shadows

[hillwalker]

Sweet and simple. He puts some of the efforts on here to shame.

H

[yuka]

Thank you EA, Shaows, Hill, for your reading and comment, and my son also give his thanks to you :)

[beautiful_heart]

Wow!!! Yuka your son has really got a talent to be a poet. He composes such a sweet, beautiful poems. I like them. :-)

[qimissung]

These are sweet and adorable. I think he does take after his talented mommy!

[yuka]

Thank you Beautiful, Qim, it's very kind of you to say that. :)