12:21pm Monday 1st March 2010
A HARD LUCK TALE
I loved the man in the hardware shop
I loved him for some ten years
It brought me fragments of happiness,
But it mainly brought me tears.
I purchased things I did not need,
Just to hear him speak
Torches, string and really strong glue
A hose, as mine had a leak.
I wooed him with my cleavage,
Whilst waiting in the queue
I even touched his arm once,
Thought I don’t think he even knew.
I finally gave up my fight
After I purchased my very last nail.
I had tried to buy the hardware man
But alas, he was never for sale.
Catherine Shaw, Leadgate, Consett
PUPPY POEM
Soft as a pillow,
Light on his feet,
Little bounding puppy,
So loud as he greets.
Lovable and caring,
Elegant and funny,
Bouncy and playful,
Is my little puppy.
His pattering little feet,
Diamond eyes so bright,
Nose cute as a button,
My puppy is just right.
Isabelle Hewitt, aged 11, Bishop Auckland
ABUNDANT LIFE
Let’s really live every day
Seeing beauty all around,
Let’s be children, have time to play
For there’s much treasure to be found.
For life does not consist of money
Or how much we possess.
But in trusting Jesus
Who will richly bless.
There’s beauty in a raindrop
As it sparkles ’pon a leaf
One of God’s amazing jewels
Strengthening belief.
Then God’s beauty is unfurled
As he decorates the world
With snow on every flower and tree
A gift for those with eyes to see.
And there are fields of luscious green
And roses so precious and so rare
Skies so lovely to be seen
And tiny snowdrops suddenly appear.
For Jesus came to give to us
Life to live with zeal and zest
To go out, enjoy His world
For He always gives the best.
Elizabeth Tomlinson, Richmond
GLOBAL WARMING
It is hard to think back to when I was new
I had grass of green and seas of blue.
I was bright and very happy but from here it is up to you.
You made greenhouse gasses and this is still what you do.
I weep many years and because of you
I will weep for many more thousands years.
It is now up to you, because sadly
there is not much more that I can do.
I just watch the choices you make
As you never give and instead take.
It is the coldness I am lacking
but which side are you backing?
Will there ever be an end?
And will I ever fully mend?
Mollie Kate Pedelty, aged ten
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