PATTERNS
Too soon
The patterns
Tell us how
To move.
Too soon!
Leave your dreams
Outside the door.
All sit!
All stand!
Listen now!
The sky is blue.
Cut the line.
Make a star.
Stop!
Storytime.
Too soon!
And soon, the patterns
Tell us how to think, to feel
Too soon, the originals are gone,
And in their place, the pattern
Of a single face.
Jean Warren
© Warren Publishing House
COME MEET THE CHILD
Come meet the child
Who loves to be free,
Warmed by the sun
And kissed by the sea.
Come meet the child
Who watches each sky,
Searching for rainbows
Or objects that fly.
Come meet the child
Who hides from the dark,
Bees that can sting
Or dogs that will bark.
Come meet the child
Who’s eager for praise,
Told she is special
And loved many ways.
Come meet the child
Who’s so hard to see.
Come meet the child
That lives within me!
Jean Warren
© Warren Publishing |