January 24, 2011

The Canary

Mary had a little bird, With feathers bright and yellow, Slender legs-upon my word, He was a pretty fellow! Sweetest notes he always sung, Which much delighted Mary; Often where his cage was hung, She sat to hear Canary. Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds She carried to him daily, Seeking for the early weeds, She decked his palace gaily. This, my little readers, learn, And ever practice duly; Songs and smiles of love return To friends who love you truly. Silvie Elizabeth Turner
January 16, 2011

All Better

Aww, does my little one have a cold? Feeling all icky inside?  Mommy will make it all better.  I’ll get you in your coziest pjs, wrap you up tight in your softest blanky, and tuck you in tight, like a bug in a rug!  Then I’ll spoon feed you some chicken soup, and read you your favorite story and even hide your medicine in a spoon of sugar, hehe!  Then I will hold you and rock you ‘til you fall fast asleep in my arms until at last I have chased those yuckies away! See, mommy knows how to make it all better! Mommy Maggie 1-888-430-2010
January 10, 2011

Midnight Cries

She lays sleeping or so she looks but is she really sleeping all of sudden she hears a whimper then a small cry like a baby kitten she jumps up and goes down the hall to the sounds she heard.She opens the door to the nursery she had so lovely furnished and picked out for her baby.That so special bundle that came into her arms unexpected late one night.She has never been the same since she opened her door and there you were on her doorstep.She looked into those beautiful eyes and was lost and knew then what she had to do.Because she was not giving you up to no one.She comes over to your crib and reaches down and picks you up checks your diaper knowing that your wet and hungry she grabs a diaper changes you and heads to the kitchen where she warms a fresh bottle of milk. Then proceeds back to your nursery where a big ole rocking chair sits beside the window she cuddles you close and gives you the bottle she made for you.You look up into this womans eyes wondering who is this lady that is always here for me that takes care of my every need.Who is this lady i know i will call her mommy my mommy that is who she shall be. Lorraine
December 4, 2010

Powerless

A darkened hallway……you see a figure walk towards to, slowly……as I come into focus, our eyes lock……you are powerless to turn away……my hand reaches out to you and caresses the side of your face……still powerless, not being able to resist, I lean in and kiss you gently on the lips……the taste upon your lips is unfamiliar – not unpleasant, but it leaves a tingling sensation, one that starts to spread throughout your body……your strength seems to be melting away with each moment that passes……powerless against the sensation……I move to your ear, whispering, everything will be fine……you try to turn your head towards mine, but you find you are powerless to do so……I then pull your head down to my exposed breast……my warm milk flows freely into your waiting mouth, powerless to stop it……as my milk fills you, something strange starts to happen……you find yourself shrinking against my breast……my hands now holding you……smaller now……even smaller……powerless to stop it……powerless to stop feeding……with each suckle you shrink……regressing even more……until at last you find yourself nestled in my arms……me looking down at you, smiling sweetly, cooing at my new baby……powerless in my embrace……I turn back down towards the darkened hallway……your transformation complete……enveloped by my arms……powerless……   Mommy Maggie
December 2, 2010

Upset

I do believe someone got her really upset just like you know how to piss me off at times don’t you.Thats when you get that bottom spanked and turned a bright firey red.I can hear you now please please stop no more i promise not to do it again. But the thing is you do it over and over again don’t you so here we go again you not doing what you were told or maybe it was something else hmm maybe you got caught in my panty drawer again and the best way to teach you a lesson i think is to get you in front of all your co-workers and spank your bottom good for you a little bit of time out works also Minnie
November 22, 2010

One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. You’d run from people’s feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write– ‘Cause I’m just one inch tall). Silvie by Shel Silverstein
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