It’s time to give — and forgive,
Time to put those fights aside.
Time to hold your friendships close,
Time to show you shine inside.
It’s time for second chances,
Time to show the best of you.
But why just shine at Christmas?
You can shine the whole year through.
Full of importance
on Pageant Day
our canine friends
were out to play
Santa costumes
Christmas grins
white beards flowing
from hairy chins
Music and laughter
Christmas cheer
the town comes alive
this time of year
Thousands of locals
line the street
applauding our pooches
as they wag to the beat
The talk of the town
for the year to come
The dogs of Mt Gambier
are second to none
Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Don’t forget a special treat for your furry members on Christmas Day.
Photo from Pexels by Goochie Poochie Grooming
There’s plenty here for everyone
so peck away in peace,
no need to squawk and squabble,
all fighting has to cease!
There’s lots of seed for any bird
who flies in day or night;
so use your beak to pick up food
and not to pick a fight.
Image compiled by Celia Berrell & Pixabay
Cautiously, creeping down the stairs,
carefully avoiding the creaks,
we stop and take each others hand.
At the bottom we tiptoe, trembling,
towards the door.
Almost afraid to breathe
we slowly, gently, push it open.
Beneath the twinkling lights sit the gifts.
‘He’s been!’ we whisper. ‘He’s been!’
Blobs of jellyfish dot the sea shore
Why are they there? I’m not sure.
Their gooey bodies spoil the view
Interrupting the spotless blue.
They are in the way of my feet too!
Original artwork by Gemma Creegan
The start of Summer for me
Means tea under the Jacaranda tree.
Sitting on a carpet of purple flowers
I can read and dream for hours.
The birds tweet from on high
As I wave the blossoms goodbye.
The months become colder
I will turn a few months older.
Soon another year will go
Again, the Jacaranda will grow.
Original artwork by Gemma Creegan
You say I haven’t listened
to a word you’ve said today
or to anything you’ve told me in the week.
But I think, in my defence,
that it is pretty fair to say
when I’m in the mood to listen, you don’t speak.
An emu family crossed the road
not a single care in sight,
unconcerned about all the cars
and what could possibly be strife.
Halfway across all traffic stilled
the mob stopped and looked around
“Whats is all the fuss about?
We are on our way, Homeward bound!”
I saw a curious clock
built into a wall.
It made me very curious
seeing such a clock at all.
Now, I don’t know
what’s behind it,
and I don’t know
how they wind it!
I know it’s been up there
for many, many years,
And when I heard it chime,
it was music to my ears.
Teacher’s note: Discuss the adjective “curious” with students. It can mean (1) eager to know or learn something, as well as (2) strange or unusual.
Australian Children’s Poetry 