In Heaven

"Large Turf"  Albrect Durer

In Heaven

by

Stephen Crane

In heaven,

Some little blades of grass

Stood before God.

"What did you do?"

Then all save one of the little blades

Began eagerly to relate

The merits of their lives.

This one stayed a small way behind,

Ashamed.

Presently, God said,

"And what did you do?"

The little blade answered, "Oh my Lord,

Memory is bitter to me,

For, if I did good deeds,

I know not of them."

Then God, in all His splendor,

Arose from His throne.

"Oh, best little blade of grass!" He said.

The Red Page

“The Red Page”

A crayon in a box

A rag doll’s locks

The traffic light  STOPS!

The balloon that you  Popped!

Superman’s cape

The Orangutan ape

Ketchup in a jar

The Prince Corvette Car

Little warrior ants

Mickey Mouse pants

Something softly said

This page you have

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                                                                                  James Jones

Life Doesn't Frighten Me

Shadows on the wall

Noises down the hall

Life doesn’t frighten me at all

Bad dogs barking Loud

Big ghosts in a cloud

Life doesn’t frighten me at all

Mean old Mother Goose

Lions on the loose

They don’t frighten me at all

Dragons breathing flame

On my counterpane

That doesn’t frighten me at all

I go boo

Make them shoo

I make fun

Way they run

I won’t cry

So they fly

I just smile

They go wild

Life doesn’t frighten me at all

Tough guys fight

All alone at night

Life doesn’t frighten me at all

Panthers in the park

Strangers in the dark

No, they don’t frighten me at all

That new classroom where

Boys all pull my hair

(Kissy little girls

With their hair in curls)

They don’t frighten me at all

Don’t show me frogs and snakes

And listen for my scream,

If I’m afraid at all

It’s only in my dreams.

I’ve got a magic charm

That I keep up my sleeve,

I can walk the ocean floor

And never have to breathe.

Life doesn’t frighten me at all

Not at all

Not at all.

Life doesn’t frighten me at all.   

Jean-Michel Basquiat  and  Maya Angelou

A Child's Poem

My daughter posted a photo of my baby granddaughter Malia-Mechelle and myself the other day. She was one year old on Nov. 7th It inspired the following poem:

A Child’s Poem

By

James Jones

Too much to do

too much to be

too many, many

things to see.

A chance to play

things far away.

What wonders will life bring today?

A bird to sing

a golden ring

some funny, blissful, happy thing.

Another day

a chance to pray

or maybe dream the clouds away.

So many things

I say to you

grow strong and wise

but foolish too.