Toys

Dear Santa,

How is that cold weather over there in the North Pole?  I am happy that you're going to come this year and I hope you don't sleep too late.  This is Grace writing this.

What I want very much for Christmas is a Lalaloopsy doll.  It looks fun on TV and I have a good imagination for it.  Another thing I want is a pretend donut shop.  I want a donut shop because I have a good memory to tell people what kind of donut it is.  And with it I am hoping for all kinds of different donuts.  My favorite kind is a mint chocolate chip donut.  I want a couple stuffed elves because its Christmas and that's good for the holiday.  Elves are for Christmas.  Santa, I want a beach set too and I want it to come with an umbrella and pretend seashells and pretend sand and a pretend ocean.   It will remind me of summertime and I'm in a beachy mood right now.  I want an Oscar-shaped nutcracker that's green.  For Zara I want a Slimy (like the worm) little chewy toy.  And I want glitter.  I want to make super special crafts sparkly, especially the one I'm sending to Grandma and Grandpa.  I want a cool basketball because Daddy and I will think its cool.  I also want a Backpack doll and a Map doll because I want to have more Dora stuff.

Santa, I hope you have a good trip in the sleigh.  I'll keep my listening ears on when I'm sleeping so I can hear your reindeer.

Love,
Grace

The World is Made of Poems

The Silly Watermelon

I squeezed a watermelon
and there wasn't any juice coming out.
I wonder what happened
to my watermelon?
Perhaps my little sister.


The Nail Polish Dance

I was putting nail polish on my nails
only if you know why.
Perhaps I'm getting ready
for the nail polish dance.
The nail polish dance?
Whoo hoo!
And I danced
at the nail polish dance.


Drippy Ice Cream

I went to the ice cream parlor
to get some ice cream.
When the ice cream parlor
was holding my ice cream
it dripped.
When she was giving it to me
it dripped.
When I was holding it at the table
it dripped.
And when I licked it
it dripped.
Drippy drippy ice cream.


Broken Glass

I was washing a glass at the sink
and I dropped it
and it broke.
Perhaps my mom was mad.
I hit my mom.
(Editor's note: I asked Grace, "Do you want people to read this and think you hit your mom?" to which she replied, "No ... I'll tell them it's just a poem.")


My Puppy Poodle

I had a poodle
and I was walking it.
My poodle screamed at me
and I said, "Shhh,"
and he calmed down.
He was running away
and I said, "Come back,"
and he came back.
He was running in the grass
and I said, "Time to go in,"
and he went in the house.