More Lioness' Poetry

"Daydream"

If I were a little acorn just think what I could be!

When I grew up I'd be a strong and mighty oak tree!!

I would feel the warm breezes of summer blowing through my branches;

And my little leaves in brisk, cold winter doing all kind of dances.

In the most forceful winds my roots would hold tight so I wouldn't fall.

And in floods and heavy rains; I'd be brave and stand up tall.

In spring I'd get initials from the lovers who came by.

And as they did their carving, I'd be brave and not cry.

I'd be a hotel for all the bird families to rest;

And hear their babies chirping from their carefully made nests.

And when I'm fully grown, I'd drop my acorns to the ground;

For all the little squirrels to gather - And I'd watch them scurry, homeward bound.

Oh! Just to be as strong and might as the tall oak tree;

But I'm not a little acorn, you see -

I'm just Little Ole Me!!

written by Chris Christmas O'Steen

"Education is Best"

Boy! She really must have nerves of steel;

To make thirty children learn to heel!!

All week long they're to do their best;

For come on Friday, there's always a test.

To her each paper must be a folklore;

I think I should have studied a wee bit more!!

All day long is readin', writtin' and 'ritmetic;

And "Pop Tests" that make you sweat and sick!

It would be much better to play all day;

And watch all the ships out in the bay!

But, I don't want to be stupid or get funny looks;

So I'll learn what I can and crack open my books!

Teachers are really friends indeed;

For they're parents of the knowledge seed!

And if it wasn't for them, how lost we would be;

For there wouldn't be winners of any -

"Spelling Bees"!!

written by Chris Christmas O'Steen

"Advice"

Please get me thru this working day.

I've worked all week and it's time to play!

My nerves are shot and my brain's all rattled;

Because of a week of wars and tiring battles.

It's Friday now and I need some peace;

Only Saturday and Sunday, can my sanity reach!!

This fast paced world is getting me down;

My bones now are aching and I wear a gray crown.

So head this warning from a tired old fool;

Make good grades, get that education -AND

Stay in School!!

written by Chris Christmas O'Steen

"Stay Awhile"

Stay awhile and talk with me.

You've been around the world,

And you've sailed on may seas.

You've seen picturesque sunsets on many horizons;

And wakened to a new beauty as the sun was arisin'.

You've felt the sway of the mighty waves;

And in great storms, felt fear;

Hoping that death was not too near.

Standing on the bow with the wind in your face,

Caressing your lady, gently,

For at the helm is your place!

A bond you've made with you and your sea,

But stay awhile and talk with me.

Please set your anchor and do not leave,

For there's much more learning I need from thee.

Tell me of this desire that beckons you go;

And of the ocean breezes, that warm you so.

When I grow up, it's like you I wish to be;

So stay awhile and talk with me.

"'Tis true I'm only but a small lad,

But the knowledge I yearn for,

Comes from only you, Dan!

I hunger for all the secrets of the sea;

And on shore ''tis such a lonely place for me!

My dreams are to help with the heavy nets,

And being at your side as the sun does set.

Your blood runs through my tiny veins;

My yearnings, like yours, are much the same.

Now, as the tide ebbs on out to sea;

There's such little time left; -

So please stay awhile and talk with me.

written by Chris Christmas O'Steen

"June"

Flowers start blooming in early spring.

Lovely little songs; the birds do sing.

From flower to flower the honey bees fly,

Drinking the sweet nectar, Mater Nature supplies.

The bride is lovely in a gown of white.

Weddings in June are a beautiful sight!

Children so excited for school's finally out;

The Seniors all busy and hurrying about!

Invitations to writes and parties for fun;

Thoughts of Prom, with that special someone.

Memories were made over twelve long years;

Lots of laughter, joy and a few fallen tears.

Lessons were learned and carefully taught;

Success in the future is cautiously sought.

Now it's time for the caps and gowns,

Family and friends all gather around.

Over there is Dad with a glisten to his eye;

And Mom by his side, trying hard not to cry.

The moment's arrived thru all trials and tribulations;

A new chapter unfolds, with your Graduation!!

written by Chris Christmas O'Steen

Please don't leave before signing my guest book.

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