I love children’s literature and have written a little through the years. Now suddenly, I have this insatiable desire to write for children, so I am stoking up the creative juices so my imagination can fly. Children are so much fun to write for, read to, and be with… They are just the best!
The sky is the limit with kids…
I thought I would take the next few days to highlight some originals for kids. You will find one of my favorites here.
Tonight I am climbing way, way up to the moon
for a long, long moon-slide, slicky-side ride in June.
I know the way by heart, for I mapped and dreamed
it at night upon my bed… down, bump, down I careened
down, down a moonbeam… I know the way to go.
Heave-ho, heave-ho, up, up, up to Mt. Kilamanjaro,
then step up more and more to tiny Little Dipper,
and slip, slip slipper over to the slicker, Big Dipper
slide over, over to Plaides, Orion, and the old Bear.
Then catch a breath and painstakingly strain to hear
the stars’ song singing tinkling like crystals in space
and one big leap, leap up for mankind in this race,
plop down with a jump, land on the moon for the slide ride.
And ride, back to earth on a moonshaft slicky, slide-ride
like a water slide in the water park kind of glide-ride,
glistening through the Milkyway, slipping down, down
past the silver gleaming stars dressed in a glowy gown
gliding down, down and around the spiraled slick,
starry shaft with glee. If you look up, up in the sky
you’ll see the round, round imprints of me, me, me…
my head, back, bottom, and heels through a glass
bottom, transparent, shiny-ray slide as I pass, pass
all the way down through the inky black sky of night
until I land in the Aegean Sea with a splash, just right,
sparkler stars spraying the night like July the fourth
only I’ll be next to Greece… asking for mourth, mourth, mourth!