©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

Sometimes on a windy day
I close my eyes and fly away.
I float with leaves upon the breeze,
then skitter around the lofty trees.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

Well here I am, right up
in front of the class.
She has picked me again.
I did not even ask.

©1995 Susan Noyes Anderson, Lollipops

Sometimes I close my eyes to see
what’s going on inside.
At first, it just looks dark, but then
my mind’s eyes open wide.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

I wrote a good story but something went wrong.
I had all the characters where they belong.
The setting was great, and the word use was strong.
The length was just right … not too short, not too long.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

Vote 4 me!
I am running for Vice President.
Vote 4 me!
I will give you one hundred percent.
Vote 4 me!
If you want changes made, I’m your man.
Vote 4 me!
I will serve any way that I can.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

Boo hoo hoo, I’ve got the flu.
I caught it, but it caught me too.
Do you think it would let me be
if I yelled “Ally-all-come-free!”?

If you liked this poem, you might enjoy reading Pox Stampede.

Now we have the coronavirus to deal with, too. Wish I could find a better hiding place than stuck in my house!

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

My little brother copies me.
He does just what I do.
He lugs around a baseball bat
and wears my shinguards too.

©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson

My favorite day is Monday.
That’s the day the gardener comes.
I love to watch him pull the weeds
And plant chrysanthemums.