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. 

Here’s another…

Moon-Slide Ride

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!

–original