'Partment


I wish I had a puppy...
wish I had a kitten, too
But Mommy says our 'partment
is too small to have a zoo.


She said someday when we move
I'll get to have my wish,
but just for now be happy
with old Harold (he's my fish).


But old Harold seems so lonely.
He just swims around all day.
He can't chase a ball inside with me
and he can't come out and play.


I wondered if he's sad
'cause he is all alone...
but every time I ask him
his mouth keeps saying "NO" ... "NO" ... "NO".

Angel



There's an angel in my pocket
who is watching over me,
just a little voice down deep inside
that I can hear, not see.


I wish that I could let her out
so that everyone could see
'cause we have the greatest secrets,
many things she shares with me.


She whispers little things to do
to make my parents glad
and tells me when there's something
that I want to do that's bad.


Oh I wish that I could see her
not just hear her talk to me...
it's just a little voice down deep inside
that I can hear, not see.

Toothpaste



Toothpaste is a funny word
but it has a real good taste.
I've tried to stick things with it
and it doesn't glue or paste.


It cleans my teeth with bubbles
but its name is such a waste.
If they asked ME to name it
I'd call the stuff toothtaste.

Say "Cheese"



I'm not afraid of thunder storms.
I've figured it out, you see.
I even smile when lightning comes
'cause God's taking a picture of ME.

Dear Santa ...



You always bring me many things,
my little sister, too,
things we love to play with
and so many things to do.


I see you in big limos
waving at us in parades.
I see you in the shopping malls
and even in arcades.


I see you on the corners
where you're ringing little bells.
I see you talking on TV
advertising big hotels.


It makes me have to wonder
if you're really really there,
or are you just too busy now
with all those things to care?


See, I have a best friend, Tommy,
and I'm sending his address
so this year you won't miss his house,
'cause Tommy, he's the best.


Please, Santa, take some time off
from those other things you do
and this year, visit Tommy's house?
He needs some presents, too.

Toe Jam



Can anybody tell me
what's that stuff between my toes?
My Daddy says it's "toe jam"
(but I don't think he really knows).


It's icky and it's fuzzy
and I think I'll tell my Dad ...
I wouldn't put it on my bread
if it was the only jam we had.

The Money Tree



I dreamed I grew a money tree
outside in my yard.
My job was to care for it
and I worked very hard.


I saw that it was watered.
It grew so straight and tall
and when the money ripened
I picked it in the fall.


The flowers were green dollar bills,
the seeds inside were coins,
and others grew and glittered
where all the branches joined.


On windy days I stood below
and held a great big bucket.
Other days I climbed right up
to find one ripe and pluck it.


People say that money
doesn't really grow on trees.
I know. I only wish it did
just like in my dreams.

Dancing Fairies



On warm dark nights I think I see
beneath the weeping willow tree
the fairies dancing in the grass
on tiny feet that fly so fast.


The music is the wind that blows
while fairies spin on bare tiptoes.
The fireflies jewel up the night
reflecting fairies in their light.


Round and round the fairies dance
on pixie feet that skip and prance
through tiny dew drops to and fro
till morning comes and then they go.


I wonder where the fairies live
and if they know what fun they give
to little girls and boys that see
beneath the weeping willow tree.