Showing posts with label Me Too! Preschool Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Me Too! Preschool Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Now I'm Three and I Know ...

CJ at Three
Pretty much all of the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by children. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

A couple of years ago, I spent weeks trying to come up with an idea for one last children's poem so I could finish a preschool poetry book that I wanted to self-publish.

I was having no luck at all ... that is, until I started thinking about my eleven grandchildren when they were about three years old. Children try so hard to make sense out of the world around them.

One by one, all of the funny, goofy, things they used to say began to pop into my mind.

Gratefully, I started to write ...



This poem sounds best when you read it out loud in your best 'three-year old' voice. Oh, and when you get to the long run-on sentence, say it fast! 

I would give just about anything to hear you read it ...


Now I'm Three and I Know ...

by CJ Heck

I know never touch fire, that’s hot,
but I can touch ice, 'cause it’s not,
and puppies are soft and kitties are too,
(so’s most of the stuff moms and dads give to you).

I know never tell people they’re fat.
(It will hurt them, if I do that).
I know rocks aren’t for throwing at others
but it’s OK to throw pillows at brothers.

I know daddy says swears I can’t say,
and I have to wear clothes out to play,
... 'cause one time I went outside naked and Mrs. Johnson saw me and she called Mommy and Mommy came outside and got mad (sniffle) and she yelled at me (sniff-sniff) and I had to sit in a chair for a time out and ...

I know cookies smell better than cheese,
and to get one, I have to say please.
I know how to go pee in the potty,
but not in my pants, 'cause that’s naughty.

I know flowers don't needs any feet,
and no dessert, if I don’t eat my meat.
I know I got to blow boogers in tissue,
and don't wipe off where ladies kiss you.

When I wake mommy up, never holler,
pennies are not more than a dollar,
and scissors are never for cutting my hair,
(the barber does that, but I hate going there).

I laugh 'cause it's better than cry,
and you can’t squeeze a worm, it will die.
I know Daddy will laugh when I burp,
and Mommy’s kiss helps if I hurt.

I know SO many things, now I'm three.
This stuff helps me be a good ME.
I know lots more than I did when I’m two,
all the stuff that I can and I can’t do.


Hugs from the little kid in me ... to the little kid in you.
~ CJ






From the Book, Me Too! Preschool Poetry








"A writer soon learns that easy to read is hard to write." ~CJ Heck



Saturday, May 24, 2014

Swinging Song

Baby in a Swing


When my grandchildren were tiny, I had the cutest baby swing. It was molded plastic and it had a safety bar across the front to hold them in. 

I hung my swing inside a screened-in porch, so mosquitoes wouldn't be a nuisance if the baby fell asleep --like they usually did.

One afternoon as I was swinging a grandson, I started to hum to the gentle motion of the swing.  He started to nod and as the motion of the swing slowed, I also adjusted my humming softer and slower to keep with the motion of the swing.

Later, I added words to the melody and what resulted is the following song.   I miss those days ...





Swinging Song


Bye oh bye up, 

bye oh bye down. 

bye oh bye feet, 

way off the ground.



Swing-ing, swing-ing, 

I love swing-ing. 


Bye oh bye high, 

bye oh bye low. 

Bye oh bye faster, 

look at me go. 


Swing-ing, swing-ing, 

I love swing-ing. 


Bye oh bye fly-ing 

up to the sky. 

Bye oh bye push me 

higher than high. 


Swing-ing, swing-ing, 

I love swing-ing. 


Bye oh bye eyes 

are closing now 

bye oh bye head 

is nodding down 


Swing-ing, swing-ing, 

I love swing-ing. 


(whispering as  swing slows down)


Bye oh bye gent-ly, 

bye oh bye slow. 

Bye oh bye, sh-h-h-h-h . . . 

to    sleep    I    go. 




Swing-ing, swing-ing, 




love


swing-ing.






[From the Book, Me Too! Preschool Poetry, by CJ Heck]




“A writer soon learns that easy to read is hard to write.” ~CJ Heck

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Book News!


Big News Today! I hope you will join me in my excitement ...

"Bits and Pieces of a Writer's Soul" and "Me Too! Preschool Poetry" are now in print and available at Amazon.com. 

 If you wish to buy, just click on the links. 









Also now in print, Robert Cosmar's new book:



Congratulations, Robert!



"A writer soon learns that easy to read is hard to write." ~CJ Heck

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