Thursday, July 7, 2011

When I am Old


supplied the illustration


'When I am old' said Daisy,
'I'll sit beneath a tree
And I'll be wise and clever;
People will visit me.
I'll sit there in my rocking-chair
With a shawl around my shoulder
And everyone will look-up to me
Because I'm so much older.
The tree will be big and shady
To shelter me from the sun,
And I'll be a sweet old lady,
Welcoming everyone.'
' But' said Mother, 'How do you know
The right tree will be growing?
There may not be a handy tree.
There's just no way of knowing.'
'Then I'll plant a tree!' said Daisy,
'A big tree of my own!
When I am old, the tree will be big!
Both of us will have grown!'


Though it tried with all its might
The shadow never expressed delight!
It lay there looking rather bland
Stretched out on the winter sand.
Look at the joy on the little face!
While, on the shadow, not a trace!
A shadow is not, it seems to me,
A patch on that charming reality.
Shadows may take an artistic form,
But give me the cuddly and warm!


Susan Freeman said...

Perfectly charming!

Susan and Bentley

Maggie said...

I agree, very charming. : )

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

creative ...

love your imagination.
well done,

Anonymous said...

Awww these are very charming I am wracking my brain to figure out how to do this prompt. Yours are so cute!

Brownpaperbaggirl said...

Lovely poems!

Altonian said...

Truly, truly lovely poems - your poetic imagination knows no bounds.
I give you a deep bow.

bttrflyscar said...

very sweet

MISH said...

What cute and light-hearted take on the prompt !

Anonymous said...

A very loving write

Unknown said...

Both the child and the tree will grow together. Lovely sentiment. Both poems are well written. Thank you.