Sand Bubbles
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
Look at those bubbles in the sand.
Watch me scoop them up in my hand.
Oops––There’s something tickling me!
Hurray, it’s a sand crab, did you see?
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Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.
No Fair!
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
The baby spits, and mother smiles.
If I spit, she gets mad.
She shakes her head when I burp but
when baby burps, she’s glad.
When the Bough Breaks
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
Each night my mother sings to me––
her favorite lullabies.
She rocks me gently back and forth
until I close my eyes.
Excuse the Mess
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
Why does my mother have to say,
“Go clean your room?” It wrecks my day.
“Go clean your room!” she says to me.
“There’s clothes where carpet used to be,
and games and books on top of those,
and snacks starting to decompose!
Ghostly Guests
©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson
A gaggle of giggling ghosts gathered gaily
to groan in the graveyard one night.
They glided so gracefully, Griggsby the groundskeeper
gasped at the glorious sight.
Halloween
©1981 Susan Noyes Anderson
H aunted houses, eerie sounds
A ll the goblins gather round
L onely ghoulies stalk the night
L urking in the ghostly light
A Merry Christmas Tree
©1987 Susan Noyes Anderson, The Ensign
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Cookies with red and green sprinkles on top
Holly and mistletoe, Mom kissing Pop
Ribbons to tie up each package with bows
Icicles, sleighbells, and Rudolph’s red nose
Waiting Room Zoo
©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson
I’m in the doctor’s waiting room.
My mom is counting sheep.
The music they play here could put
an elephant to sleep.