Ocean City, Maryland
When mermaids–laughing, young, and sweet–
Shift from flippers to ten-toed feet,
Beware of smiles that lure you there–
Of rosy cheeks and curly hair.
For they won’t stay that way for long,
And all you’ll keep is their sweet song.
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I find you in all kinds of places,
Cozy, little, hiding spaces.
Cornered with your little schemes–
Mischief (one of many themes).
Huddled just behind the door—
And only you can say what for.
Under beds, half awake—
Giggling on a daydream break.
Crouched inside your quiet nook–
Lost in pages of a book.
Each spot is chosen well,
But they all have a little tell.
And once found, you seem surprised,
That your secret has been compromised!
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Last night you found the moon,
A silver sliver in the sky.
You leaned against the glass,
With wonder in your eye.
Soon you’ll count the stars,
There are more than you can know.
But never let that stop you
From giving it a go!
Note to Josie: Last night, at the balcony door, you were very excited to point out the moon and name it. We are looking forward to showing you the stars when we move to the country!
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Quince Street, Philadelphia
Listen little girl–
You on Quince’s stones.
Can you hear an echo
Of the cracked bell’s tones?
Hear Liberty reverberate–
after all this time.
Listen for a moment,
to its hopeful chime.
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Central Park, New York City
A splash of pink,
In a patch of green,
In a concrete city,
Is quite the scene!
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There once was a girl in the city,
Whose curls were said to be pretty.
When I found her that day,
There was nothing to say,
Except that my straight hair’s a pity!
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No formal lessons have begun.
Just now it’s pounding, random fun;
But if Mommy has her way,
Then you will learn to play—
And you will find the proper keys,
With confidence and ease.
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