The Cry-Babies that Live in the Sun
When the Satsuma sun rises on a soft summer morning
the Cry-Babies are tearful:
“Phew, phew! Too hot, too hot! I want the sun to set!” they howl.
When the sallow sun sets on a wild winter evening
the Cry-Babies are snivelling:
“Brrr, brrr! Too cold, too cold! I want the sun to rise!” they bawl.
Silly little Cry-Babies! Don’t know what they want.
Darkness, lightness…coldness, warmness…happiness, sadness.
“Yes! Yes! That’s what we want! All them! All them!”
Cry-Babies…huh!
John Rice
The author encourages parents, teachers and librarians to read the poems to children and young people. However, the poems are copyright John Rice 2014 and cannot be reproduced without the express permission of the author.
Random Poetry!
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Me And My Sister
Me and my sister weregreatest of friends,
greatest of friends,
greatest of friends.
Me and my sister were
greatest of friends,
the greatest of friends
in the townland.
Me and my sister wereclose as two waves,
close as two waves,
close as two waves.
Me and my sister were
close as two waves,
as close as two waves
on the ocean.
Me and my sister werelost in the snow,
lost in the snow,
lost in the snow.
Me and my sister were
lost in the snow,
lost in the snow
in the winter.
Me and my sister arenow far apart,
now far apart,
now far apart.
Me and my sister are
now far apart,
now far apart
as two prayers.
John Rice
The author encourages parents, teachers and librarians to read the poems to children and young people. However, the poems are copyright John Rice 2014 and cannot be reproduced without the express permission of the author.
