Christmas is....

Christmas is a time for love,
A time for goodness from above,
A time for family and for Friends,
A time for all our heads to bend,

A time for Christ and Christmas trees,
A time for all to bow to there knees,
A time for peace, a time for JOY,
A time for Marys Baby Boy,

And so give thanks for Christmas day,
And for the Baby, in the hay.

-Dassia

Science makes life more enjoyable

This was written by our friend Mo,

Take some clay, play, play, play,
Soon you'll have a great display.

Make a cool triangular shape,
which may look like a chocolate cake.

Careful! Its not chocolate so don't eat it like it is.
Instead add some red, and please don't go back to bed.

It may make you tired, but I promise its not that hard.
Don't wait to make it great, for you may be to late.

Quick! Add some baking soda and vinegar to your colorful red.
This is what happens when you decide not to go back to bed.

After adding these things and listening to me,
look carefully and see what it will be.

Seconds pass by, then from the corner of your eye, you spy,
a great show with a huge volcano and soon you know you want some play dough.

You discover a new talent a scientific brain and you get so excited you dance in the rain.

For life's so important, and I hope you now see, YOUR making life more enjoyable for you and for me.

The Silence in Space

"The sun, the moon, and all the stars,
The earth, the comets and also mars!
The big bright beautiful space,
The wonder and excitement it makes!

Everything is always turning,
Everything is always whirring,
Everything is always burning,
Everything takes so much learning!

All the planets all since birth,
Mercury and Venus and then Earth,
Mars, and then Jupiter, and then Saturn,
Uranus, Neptune, its all a pattern,

My Very Excellent Mother,(whose excellent indeed)
Just Served Us nachos(when Pluto was here we weren't in need)...
Of pizza cheese,
And bread sticks please!

They all are made of different things,
They all are round and some have rings,
They all are named after a god,
...or then at least vicea versea, :)

When people talk about space,
Like they have seen the earths face,
I don't know how they get it strait,
Was Venus made of gas? Or the moon?
(You know that one?!
Jk I know it too :))

Some constellations,
Make-up the population,
Of the Earth,
Once again, all since birth

I like to think of planets,
Just sitting in the Blackness,
Of shooting stars,
That don't make scars,

Of things they can become,
Of things they can become,

Sometimes I just am so amazed I sit in silent space,
My mind is turning through the stars a planet it makes,
Space is silent siting there,
The milky way is not so bare,

The universe!
Right from the first,
Its big and bright and amazing!
It makes no such thing as paraphrasing!

Its there! something you can depend on,
But not! Its wide and big and like a song,
Its truly one of Gods creations,
Its like a big wonderful Illustration!

I sit and think all these thinks,
And what A lot of thinks methinks
As I sit with a wondrous face,
As I sit in silent Space."
-Dassia

Mini-Moo no more

Mini-moo is gone...
But not for long!
Did I scare ya?
If I did hurrah!
JK :)

I thought I might need to make a post about my name change, I will be now known as Dassia, Thanks for reading our blog!!


-Mini-Moo 
-Dassia :^)

Give! For it's Christmas after all.

Around this time of year,

Christmas is getting near.

Cheeks are rosy,

The fire is cozy

And in the air there is Christmas cheer.

Outside there is sparkling snow.

And people are happy we know

For hopefully Christmas cheer

And reminders of Christ so dear

In all hearts we do bestow.

We get our coats and all bundle up

And get our hot chocolate cup.

Our noses are red 

As we sled and we sled

Until we have to stop.

In the wintery wonderland

We each take a hand

And go for a walk

As we laugh and we talk

And everyone's feeling just grand.

Oh the smell of gingerbread! 

We get frosting of white, green and red,

We decorate with a smile

And stay there for quite a while

'Till we all must go to bed. 

We sleep with good dreams 

Until the morning

And of course we hop right out!

We can't conceal the excitement

And we scream and we shout!

It's Christmas, its Christmas, hooray!

It's christmas this very day!

But do you know what?

It's not about gifts! But,

It's about the Boy in the hay.

In-fact it really doesn't matter you see,

If you have but one present under the tree.

For it's CHRISTmas! So do

What Christ does for you

Every day for you and me,

Which is give give give and give some more

And don't think of the presents you get from the store

But give like the Savior in all His galore.

And maybe give a little more to the poor.

Wish others a Merry Christmas!

Don't envy or covet the gifts!

Don't whine or make a fuss!

But maybe give someone a lift!

Be like the Savior the Baby boy

Receive gladly your toy,

And please don't annoy,

For I know GIVING will GIVE you MUCH joy!

For christmas is a splendid time of year,

So think of the star that did appear.

Follow that star, and become more like Him.

The One who went through all thick and thin.

It will give joy to all

The tall and the small.

GIVE! For it's CHRISTmas after all!

~Snickerdoodle

True Hero.

Wouldn't it be nice if all the world knew you
As a person who was star of the show?
Wouldn't it be nice if all people called you
A super man or super hero?

Wouldn't be nice if all the whole world
Looked up to you as a person of strength?
Wouldn't it be nice if people saw you
A a person of richness and very high rank?

You could be famous!
Famous and rich!
If you were a star,
With a nice fancy car!

A movie star with glamour, and plenty a toy,
You could have mansions and bliss
People could freak out with screams of joy
Just if you blew them a kiss.

Or maybe you don't want quite that much,
Maybe you just want to be cool
And sit with the popular kids at lunch
So people will like you at school.

All these things you could imagine with longing to know
What it is like to be Hero
But what is the true meaning of a Hero?
Maybe maybe its different then what you think you know.

Maybe a Hero means a little bit more
Maybe it means not that people adore
All that you are because of glamour
Or popularity and coolness galore

I think if you want to become a  true Hero
Here is a few things you might want to know:

I think your goal should be something else
Not coolness or richness if hotness or wealth!
How about love and arising to shine?
Or getting the precepts line upon line?

Wouldn't it be nice if all who were sad
Looked to you as person to rely on
Wouldn't it be nice if all who had troubles
Came to you to have comfort and sun?

Wouldn't it be better if you prayed to God
To see how you could help others?
Wouldn't it it be more good to know that you
Would know how to not tease your brothers?

When all around you there is fighting and madness,
You could be patent meeting madness with gladness.
You could be the one to change the world
Just by simple way of attitude!

Guys like the hulk aren't what you have to be
To be a hero as you can see
Even people like a wonderful Mom
Have been heros to many all a long.

Look around! Heros are everywhere!
Even if they aren't super man
And even if they don't fly anywhere
Or save peoples lives or have fans,

Yet little by little, they can save lives
By doing what they can
And cheering up! They shine and arise!
For their beliefs they stand.

They can bring others out of misery.
And help others so they can to
Live happily and eternally
Is that not a hero to you?

Every good deed is heroic and great
Every smile can save
A person from feeling a frown or hate.
A lot of times you have to be brave.

Smiling or acting nice can be hard in some ways
Especially when your feeling down.
But say to yourself "I'm a Hero today"
You'll save others and you from a frown!

So be a true hero and be yourself, sweet.
Truly heroic you can be.
Along the way other Heros you'll meet.
They will help you and me
To be a Hero who helps others to be
A Hero themselves! Yesserie!
Is that not heroic indeed?

Ask Heavenly Father how to be a Hero today
And how to help others along the way
Heros helping heros to help others to be
A hero like you and me.
How is the best way you say?
To help others along through the day?
Show by example just how heroic that we
Can be by living righteously.

Yes live righteously and you'll see
That many we can save and free.
They might come along you see,
And want to be like you and me!

They can become a hero
Because of you and me!
Is that not heroic indeed?

So be a hero and save the world
Be a tool in the hand of the Lord.
Many we can save,
Be a hero and be brave!

~Snickerdoodle

Miracles of America.

Heres a poem I made for vanguard:

Lehi knew there was a land.
Promised and free it would stand.
Nephi and Sam were righteous and good.
Lamen and Lemuel never really understood.

God commanded Nephi
To build a boat for Lehi
So he could take his family
To the great America free.

They built that boat with righteous hands
It was hard, but they got to the promised land.
Their accounts of them and their kin are in
A book called the Book of Mormon.

Is that not a miracle?

Then in 1492
Columbus sailed the ocean blue!
He took some people in his ships
Oh how he hoped and bit his lips.
Columbus wished and rubbed his hands.
Oh how he wanted to get to that land.

He thought he knew another way
To get to india in less days,
But those days turned into weeks
And the people were getting weak.

They were getting tired, so tired in fact,
That kill him they would if land they lacked!
Columbus prayed, oh how he prayed!
He knew only Gods help would save the day.

He waited and worried and worried and waited,
To see the land he anticipated,
Land ho land ho! Land ho land ho!
Thanks unto God! For he did bestow,
This land of hope and promise we know.

Is that not a miracle?

Then there was the Men Raised Up
Who were inspired and much tip-top
And with the Revaluation and all,
We needed them so we wouldn't fall.

The  Declaration of Independence I'm sure
Could not have the least bit long endured,
With out those men and without our God.
Nothing could happen without God!

"Success of the Declaration and the war
Was a miracle from our Father In heaven I'm sure!"
Said those Men raised Up
Who were much tip-top.

Is that not a miracle?

Then there was the Inspired documents
The constitution caused many laments
  But Franklin said
“If a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without His notice,
 is it probable that an empire can rise without His aid? 
 I believe without His concurring aid
 we shall succeed in this political building
 no better than the building 
 of Babel.”

 So they all went home and prayed
They prayed for Heavenly Father's aid.

And I think they got what they did need
And that Heavenly Father did Help and did lead
And Inspired those men in such a way
For we have that Constitution up to this day.

Is that not a miracle?

Then there was a dark and sad apostasy,
But there was a boy named Joseph Smith, you see?
He was a truth seeker and sought a church that was true
He read a scripture then knew what to do
He wanted his questions understood,
So he went deep deep into the wood.

Satan tempted to make him fear
But Christ and His Father appeared
And restored the gospel unto him.
For it, mobs feathered him limb to limb.
And the saints endured from day to day
And a book was translated to show them the way.
The Book Of Mormon it was called
And Joseph himself knew it all
couldn't have been done without God.

Is that not a miracle?

Because of this gospel that was restored
By the utmost power of the Lord,
We can follow the teaching within it
And the righteous and free path will be lit.

Us In our day must follow that way
Us, Yes me and you, us TODAY
Must follow that pathway and surely Stay
On that path to true freedom, Don't throw it away,
Yes what a wonderful chance,
Don't throw it away!

Family is the basic unit
Of a strong society,
We have a family and must use it
Oh so very wisely.

We are all a part of one family
Our Father expects things of you and me
He wants us to help build a zion home.
He doesn't want others to feel alone.

He wants us to build strong family units
On this beautiful promised land
You have Common sense! Now tune it!
Don't worry God gives you his hand.

America is great because she is good
And if America ceases to be good,
America will cease to be great!
Please don't become full of hate.
For righteousness is the only gate,
For the USA to be great

For over 4,000 years this country has been
A place for promise and has been chosen
As a place of freedom for the Lords purposes
Its destined for financial resources.

The Lord is making an Investment in you
So you and I must get up and DO.
The Lord expects performance you see
And a good one at that,  so please

Take this journey of freedom with me.
The conscience of America we will be!
God will help us in this quest to be free
And through His miracles and His mercy,
We can fulfill our great responsibility.

We can be part of a miracle!

~Snickerdoodle

Wide, wonder, world.

Big, beautiful, blue,
Terrific, trustable, true,
Lovely, light, land,
Bright, busy, band,

Amazing, art, and,
Glorious, grateful, grand,
Helpful, holy, hooray!
Talented, tell, today!

Wonderful, well, wise,
Yummy, yes, yise,
Friendly, faithful, flag,
Nice, neat, no nag,

This is what earth used to be,
Why can't it be really free?
Why oh why can't it go back? 
I know exactly what it lacks.

I cant wait till Christ comes here,
I can't wait to have him neer,
When the lion lies down with the lamb,
Etarnal forever with my fam.

Mini-Moo

I'm not trying to sound negative, or maybe I am...

If I want to take away from a number that is negative.

If your taking negative away, then the opposite is positive!

So two take away negative four (2) - (-4) is the same as two plus four!

For the two minuses transform,

And make a plus!

Now what to do if you,
Want to take six from negative four? (6) - (-4)
If there is two minuses in a row
You transform them as you know,
And make a plus!

Six plus four is ten!
But what to do if then
You want to take away from ten
a number like eleven? 10 - 11

But eleven is more than ten.
So how is that supposed to work?
Well let's think number line again.
Do not worry do not shirk,

For all you have to do
Is go down down down a few
A little more than you're used to.
Till the negatives you get to.

The answer is negative one, 10-11= -1
And now lets have some fun.
You know how we said before,
Two minuses you can transform?

Well what if you start at negative three,
And you want to take away negative eight? (-3)-(-8)
Well there's two minuses now. You see?
And now lets get our sums strait.

The two minuses together become a plus
And that makes it a little easier for us.
For now its negative three plus eight. (-3) +8
And it opens up a whole new gate!

For now all that we
Need to do to add to
Our number negative three
Is to,
Take out your number line again,
And use a little bit of brain,

Start at the negative three,
And go right, you see.
For now it needs be,
That we go up
Since were adding.

Up up eight to find the answer alive
For now we are at the number five!

But if we have a negative four (-4)
And we want to take a little bit more?
And take away positive nine,
From our negative four sublime?(-4) -9=?
We'll just go down the number line,
since your taking away the number nine.

Start at  number negative four
Go down down down down nine more,
And you are at number negative thirteen!
For taking away a positive from a negative
Is just the same as counting them both as a negative,
And adding them together, but  your answer is negative.

And it is the same if you want to add a negative to a negative,
If you have a negative and you want to add a negative to it,
It is the same as taking a plus sign from it.

So for example if I have a negative seven (-7)
And I want to add a negative eleven, (-11)

You can change the negative 11 to a positive, and then,
Take the plus sign away,
And go down the number line once again.
You're on negative seven,
Go down eleven,
And your on negative 18!
(Or you could just add the two negatives and
Get the answer, but it's negative again)

And I'm not trying to sound negative
Or maybe I am...
But I want you to be positive
And know that you can
Add and subtract with negative numbers!
And now my brain is fried,
So I think I'll take a slumber.
And say to you good bye
And try to try to remember
All the things that I
Learned about negative numbers.

-Snickerdoodle

Pumpkin pie!

Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin pie.
Thanksgiving dinner is very nigh.
I'm so excited! I can't wait to try
The pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin pie!

In fourteen ninety two,
Culumbus sailed the ocean blue.
Thank goodness he did it too,
For now me and you,
Can gobble up and try,
The pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin pie!

But we should also be thankful for other things too
Like clothes and hats and blankets and shoes.
And family and homes and light bulbs lit.
And of course you can't forget the chocolate!

Give thanks for pilgrims and their courage to try
Give thanks for Squanto who helped them get by.
Give thanks that we can happily try
The pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin pie!

To live in America is a wonderful thing.
It makes me want to hop up and sing.
"Oh beautiful for spacious skies!
Thanks so much for pumpkin pie!"

So many people cant have pumpkin pies.
I think its time to open our eyes.
Give thanks! Give thanks! For we are blessed.
Give thanks that we do have the best!

Some times I think we get stuck up greedy
And don't even think one bit of the needy!
So give thanks, give thanks, that you and I
Can taste such a thing as pumpkin pie!

There is so much to be thankful for,
But I must say it one time more,
I'm so excited I can't wait to try,
The pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin pie!

-Snickerdoodle

Because of boredom

Heres a kind of nonsense poem that I made because I was bored. ^_^


Bored Bored Bored.
I am really very bored.
I have lots of things I could do,
But I really just don't want to!

So, I am sitting here bored out of my wits.
So that is why I came here to sit,
And write a poem.
About my boredom.

I wonder what I should do
When this rhyme is done.
And if you, who are reading this (yes I mean you)
Have any ideas up your shoe,
Of things that a bored kid like me could do,
Please please oh please tell me! Tell me! Would you?

I sigh and type these words.
I pause and hear tweeting of birds.
And sit and wish for a dime.
And wish there was no such thing as crime.
(I don't really hear birds, or wish for a dime,
I just put those in here so it would rhyme. )
And this is all because of boredom!

I think of weird things
Like monsters with wings
And fish twiddling their thumbs
But fish don't have thumbs! Oh, I'm so dumb.
And now I think my brain is numb.
And this is all because of boredom!

What's next in my head?
A thirty thousand foot tall bed?
And next to it a giant made out of lead!
And on his head a sock that's dead!
But socks cant be dead! What's wrong with my head?!
I think I will become dead instead!
And this is all because of boredom!

What will I do if I'm in my death bed,
And this is what at my funeral is said:
This fine young lady wrote this poem,
And then the poor girl died of boredom!

I shudder at the thought.
"I really really must not 
Die of boredom!" I cry.
And then I sigh a big sigh.

Who ever heard of such a thing?
Dying of boredom! Hah! Thats insane!
But then my smile fades away.
Insane? Oh no! Am I going insane?!
Going insane of boredom! Oh my!
Am I mad?! Am I mad?! Am I mad?! I cry.
"You must be!" says my sister walking by.
"I will die! I will die! I will die!" Said I
"And this is all because of boredom!"

But, what is this I hear, a knock at the door?
Will my troubles be no more?
I open the door. "You saved my life today!"
I said to the the people in the door way.
For the people had come to play!

I almost died of boredom.
But now I think I'm okay.
So if your bored one day,
You might want to write a poem.
Poems always seem to be lucky and they
Might help, so you don't die of boredom.

So boredom is a good thing I guess,
it just makes you a little stressed.

And this is the end of my poem
And it was all because of boredom.

-Snickerdoodle

Rockin the rock cycle

There are three kids of rock and this is how they're made,
Sedementary, metamohic, igneous! Igneous!

Let's start with igneous,
it's at the top of the list,
Three things happen to igneous
Let start with number one, after all the best!

(1) Igneous starts as magma, then after it cools
It might erode and create little pools
Of sediments! The sediments turn into another rock
Sedimentary layers to of course block!!!

(2) The second thing that might happen, It might go back to its first form,
It go's back to magma what a transform!!

(3) Anotherthing that happens after is cools
It begins with Heat! And Pressure!
Not such a great refresher,
It turns into the third rock,
Metamorphic, ( it only forms at 8 o'clock)

But then of course metamorphic can melt and turn to lava
Aka as our friend magma,
Metamorphic can also erode,
Then sedements can re-load,
Sementary rocks are made
Layers and layers land layers are laid!

Sedementary rocks can brake!
Althought the rocks are not that fake
Erode and then the sedements
Not the same as goverments,
Sedemaentary rocks reform,
Like the lakes, flowers and corn!

There are three kinds of rocks and that is how they're made,
Sedementary, metemorphic, igneous! Igneous!
-mini moo

The water cycle

First the water storage 

when all the waters held in lakes,
The big great sun shines on the water 

and then of course it makes,

water vapor, evaporation,
Turns to condensation,
Condensation forms all those clouds,
Precipitation then soaks into the grounds,

And wait! Don't forget infiltration!!
Sarface run off flows into streams,

Then we're back to water storage
And rivers and lakes, that always gleam!
when all the water's back in the lake,

The water cycle is so simple,

So don't you wine and don't you whimper,
Its so quick and just repeats,
And that is why it's just so neat!

A few Big words like, condensation
Infiltration, & precipitation,
They may seem big and scary,
Just look em' up in the dictionary!!

And you will like the water cycle,
For after all it just recycles!!
-mini moo!

Shining rain.

Okay, I just took my dog on a walk, and thought of another poem. ^_^

Gloomy cloudy grey.
Its a sad head-down sort of day.
Plop-ity plop-ity plop
Rain drop after rain drop.

I sigh, as my boots splunk in the fallen rain.
Woosh! Splash! Speed the cars through their lane.
Cold wind, my hair goes this way and that and I shiver.
I wrap my jacket around me more tightly and quiver.

My dog who is walking beside me, sniffs the wet grass.
His paws are a very muddy wet mess.
We walk slowly. Splash after splash.
And rain drop after rain drop will dash,
All around us.


Then all of a sudden, the wind just stops.
A tingly feeling I feel, what is up?
Light moves across the wet side walk in front of me.
Swooping over the whole world, it seems.
It slides and glides over my toes.
The feeling is warmth now I know.

Then I look up, and there to behold
Was the sun peeking ever so brightly and bold
From out of the clouds, it shone with great life
Melting my tears and my troubles and strife.


Then I gasp at the sight I see.
Amazing the world is around me!
Drops of rain on every leaf and tree.
On every blade of grass and rose.
I felt free!
All sparked like crystals around me!

Pure and clean every thing is because
The world is more vibrant than it was.
Because it rained, and the sun peeked out
The world is better, I have no doubt.

-Snickerdoodle



                                                                                                      

Talents!

Heres a poem I made for personal progress.  Its about the parable of the talents. =)

Here's to you five talents.

Here's to you two.

Here's to you one talent.

Now do what you must do.

Now go my faithful servants

Use your talents for good.

Be a lightened candle.

Have knowledge, understood?

The servants went their way 

Each to their own places.

They continued their day

All with happy faces.

The one with five gained five, 

The one with two gained two.

But the one with one 

Knew not what he should do.

For he was afraid, and didn't work.

And buried his under the dirt.

And he gained nothing my friends,

And his joy came to an end.

The master came and praised the ones

Who wisely increased their sums.

But sad was he at the man who knew

That work he shirked and was not true.

For faith is the opposite of fear,

And so when you look in the mirror.

Believe in yourself, for you really do

Have talents and greatness inside of you.

-Snickerdoodle

A Riddle

Riddle me, riddle me, riddle me this,
But first for some rules let me give you the list,
Only one guess for you,
No one may guess two,
No hints may you have,
Or it will be bad,
Now then for the rhyme,
We're Running out of time,
Oh my! Oh no!
So much for the show!
For the riddle has left my mind,
And now I feel like going blind!
And here you are smiling!
When I feel like crying,
You are so glad
it is making me mad
Your so relived
It is making me weep
Well good bye go away!
You have no need to stay!
But please come back soon
Atleast before noon!
And grant me my wish
So riddle me, riddle me, riddle me this!!

Firm like a tree.

Okay, sorry I haven't posted yet! I've been busy, but here is a poem I made for Vanguard:

I sit outside under my big maple tree.
I look at the maple leafs, Oh how softly they shake!
It starts to drizzle a little on me,
(Was coming outside a mistake? :))
Then my mind starts to wonder a bit.
How can trees be so firm?
Then I compare myself to it,
No, compared to a tree I'm more like a worm.
Squirming around to try to get free,
From all the duties that trouble me.
Why can't I be strong like a tree?
Enduring the winds and the storms patiently.
I ponder on it, then I figure it out!
"I can be like a tree!" I shout.
This morning I won't be lazy
And wait in my bed a while.
I will get right up and say my prayers
And do my chores with a smile.
I will willingly vacuum all the stairs
And if mom asks me to clean the tile,
I'll say Yay! Another trial!
Another chance to be more like a tree
And do my duties willingly
Another chance to become this truth
And do it happily.

-Snickerdoodle

The Seventh Poem

Try to guess what this one means! Its a longer one....

"My stomach is lurching,
I make my self walk in,
I hop up and down,
And my head starts to spin.
I think others are feeling the same exact way,
For we all bite our lips and hop hop away,

Then suddenly this very scary guy, beckons us in,
And we hope he's not trying to make us all cry,
And we hope he's not trying to make us all die!
Then thunder and lightning!
We all close our eyes,
We all shut our ears and start humming for our lives!

La la la la la,
We can't hear any sound,
La la la la la,
We walk and run around,

Then suddenly, the very scary man,
Shows us somewhere else to stand,
Then we go...In
My stomach starts to...Spin.

Scary things,
we say goodbye.
They tell us we'll all surely die.

Up up and away,
We see the stars
And I think that they might shoot us to mars.

Then my stomach was in my lungs,
For up in the air we hung,
And we weren't in the air for long,
And no one was singing a song,
For our voices were doing much more then singing,
We were screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming!

We were speeding the opposite of up,
And it seemed that it would never stop,
But it did,
And we grinned.

We went out laughing and smiling and talking,
And we said to each other,
That wasn't too shocking!"
-Snikerdoddle

The Sixth Poem

~Remember!~ this is a nonsense poem!!!

Sunshine And rain flowers in Spain,
Lilacs and Daffodils too!
With Roses and toes and great Momoloses,
With noses they do what the do!
Let's go to the hills lets go to the park,
Let's go and go and go till its dark,
Let's stay stay stay while we wait wait wait,
Waiting for summer to start!
-Mini-Moo

The Fifth Poem

Doe ray me fa so la te doe.
I don't think I spelled those right,
So I hope no one will know
Flowing happy scary sad
Jumpy peaceful silly mad
So many ways your feelings to discribe
And if your useing music, you need not go and hide
Sing out loud sing out strong
And you might get someone to sing along!
-Snickerdoddle

The Forth Poem

I start to get ready but I just can't breathe,
I walk and I heave and my breath starts to leave,
I try to sit still but against my own will.
I'm sitting and waiting and praying alright,
when it's my turn I just loose my sight!
The lights are shining oh so so so bright!
But slowly so slowly I gain back my sight,
And all of a sudden I breathe without heaving,
I see and I breathe and I don't wish to leave,
I'm normal so normal on the stage.

Life is a stage, and a long one,
We just have to walk right across,
But along the way we stumble and sway,
And some of us even get lost!
But if we pray  as we stumble and sway,
We'll get through all right you'll see,
So pray, pray, pray, pray, each and every day,
And you'll get through all right!
-Mini-Moo

Autumn

This one is by our friend, Marmalade, she an another friend, will be putting a few diffrent poems in!

Autumn

By Carmody Eggett 09-15-12

Taking a walk

I breathe the crisp, cool air.

Having a talk

The wind blows through my hair.

Feeling the thrill

At the crunch of my boots;

Keeping away the chill

On the longer routes.

Reaching to the sky,

The leaves change their color.

There's no need to try

To guess there's any other

Feeling like this...

To know that it is autumn.

The Third Poem

    This is the first poem that stared this whole thing :)
"One thing to be, two things to try, to all who would but be three to buy,
But why?
When all but I should try, try, try, but all who would cry, cry, cry,
But why?
Oh all but I could try not cry, then I could try not cry,
But why?
To try try try all day and night and try, and try, and try, and try,
That's why!"
-Mini-Moo

The Second Poem

This poem is by Snickerdoodle remeber try to guess what it means. . . .

"They're all gone! I'm feeling a little queazy,
As I look out of the swaying cart,
They're all gone! and I'm feeling a little sneezy,
as the air rushes by and my allergies start.
They're all gone! But I think its okay, becuase like sunshine on a rainy day,
We're laughing and laughing and laughing,
As we sway, sway, sway."
-Snickerdoodle

The First Poem

Now remember this poem was written for the MC poem book so I've written the original words here and put the words that apply now in there to (like ages) :)
    "In this book (blog) you will find, a dozen poems, and they all rhyme.
They are written by 12 (13) year old girls, to good friends of mine.
They're names are Megan, and Cassia, they're *colors are blue and white,
They like to run and walk and skip, and jump and write and write!"
-Mini-Moo
*the colors that I'm talking about in this poem our the personality colors!

The Blog Of Random Poems

Welcome to the blog of random poems! We hope you enjoy all the poems which will be posted on this blog! Besides a blog we also have a book (not published but none the less a book!) called "The MC Poem Book". It is filled with all the poems we will be posting on this blog and more!
         As for comments on this blog . . . . After we write the poem(s) we want you to guess what each poem means/stands for so please leave your guess in the comment box and we will tell you the real answer!

Happy Reading!