Poems for KIDS

Cypress Street

I took a stroll down Cypress Street
The hot sidewalk beneath my feet.

The one thing that stood out the most
Where trees once stood there were lamppost.

I’d never seen so much concrete
No Cypress left on Cypress Street.

According to my Great Aunt Gem
There used to be a lot of them.

They cut them down. They took their wood
A treeless street is plum no good!

Just like a treeless neighborhood
So tell the Mayor next time they meet...
To change the name to Lamppost Street!

			I Grew a Foot this Summer
			I grew a foot this summer
			and I wish it wasn't true.
			I'm not twelve inches taller,
			I just need an extra shoe.
			--Kenn Nesbitt
			My Dog is Running Faster
			My dog is running faster
			than he's ever run before
			in a supersonic circle
			in the middle of the floor.
			He started somewhat slowly
			but he quickly gathered steam,
			and continued gaining speed
			until his spinning was extreme.
			He's turned into a whirlwind,
			like a funnel cloud of fog,
			so it's hard to even focus on
			my whirling dervish dog.
			He's like a small tornado
			or a canine hurricane.
			Why it doesn't make him dizzy
			I'm unable to explain.
			I only know he has this
			most unusual of traits,
			and he loves to chase his tail around
			while wearing roller skates.
			--Kenn Nesbitt
			Gordon's Garden
			Gordon's garden's started growing
			unexpected things,
			and though it sounds unusual
			they all have beaks and wings.
			His garden grew a hummingbird,
			a heron, and a hawk,
			a pelican, a parakeet,
			a pigeon, and an auk.
			It grew a cuckoo and a crow,
			an ostrich and an owl,
			an eagle and an egret
			and assorted other fowl.
			A mockingbird, an oriole,
			a chicken and a duck.
			It's fun to watch his garden grow,
			and chirp, and flap, and cluck.
			It turns out growing gardens
			full of birds is not so hard,
			and Gordon got his crop
			by planting birdseed in the yard.
			--Kenn Nesbitt