From…Of Kith and Kin One


The house is still, the lights turned low

I kiss your cheeks, your fuzz of hair

Your face is wreathed in sleepy glow.

Contentment deep and joy so rare!

It’s time for bed and don’t you cry

I””ll sing for you my lullaby.


Tree House (to Mark)

Your life must be one daily spree

When you can live way up in a tree,

You live so high above the ground

You really see what’s all around.

But please, don’t falll upon your head –

The hospital and so to bed.

Say, do you talk to all the birds?

In their own tweeting, warbling words?

I bet you seem quite giant tall

And all the world looks awfully small.

But please, don’t cause such great alarm

You might break more than just an arm!

Just climb upon your lofty perch

Then shade your eyes to dream and search

Reach for the moon – count every star

And think of lovely lands afar,

But please, don’t strain your sturdy back

You’ll give us all a heart attack….

He did!

Acceleration – To Tim

Activities, exper-i-ments

Timmy’s motor runs high-gear

in everything he ever does.

He scurries like a summer fly

that wings a constant nervous buzz.

He delights to find his short-cut ways

that leap to leave each task half-done.

sure keep that younster on the run.

One day his sister’s kitten died,

“”Mother!”” came her sobbing shout,

“”Timmy buried my black kitten….