biography of poet roann mendriq
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roann Mendriq Poems
Poetry For Children: Mother And The Mous...
My Mother is not the sort of Mum who'll squeal and faint and shiver, Darkness doesn't scare her, When it thunders she won't quiver! Poetry For Children: Flying With My Kite...
A brilliant day to fly my kite, Where else? But on our beach! Dad holds it fast, with all his might, Mum hoists it out of reach! Poetry For Children: Flying Airplanes ©
I made a paper airplane, In class one rainy day; My best friend wanted it. but I let it fly away. Canvas Sky ©
Now, have you ever stopped to think, Who paints the sky a golden pink? With strands of mauve and purple blue, outlined in peach of every hue? Butterfly ©
A butterfly upon the breeze, floated to the wind-blown trees; How it hoped to even dare, to drift so high upon the air! Christmas Poems: Lost Gift ©
T'was days before Christmas and it didn't seem so, Cheer and Goodwill, had flown out of the window; Three precious gifts, were nowhere to be found, tho' I searched and sought, and looked all around. Poetry For Children: Homework ©
I'll do my homework tomorrow, I'll complete it in a flash! I'm going swimming now, Ma! you should see me splash! Poetry For Children: Happy Teachers' Day...
God is always very busy, He has lots work to do; So, He created Teachers, To help both me and you! A Mermaid's Tale ©
With limpid inky pools for eyes, and wavy hair like watered silk; Pink coral lips to tantalise, Skin like fresh strawberry milk. Christmas Poems: The Truth About Santa©
T'was days before Christmas, the world was a mess; Children were doubting, (mine too, must confess!) They wanted to know now, how Santa could be; all over the world, in one night, you see? Poetry For Children: Icecream Dream ©
I'll have another ice-cream please, flavoured with hot garlic cheese; With just a dash of chilli sauce, All covered with strawberry gloss. Flower Children©
Children like Sunflowers, turn to face the sun; Reflect golden sunbeams, on each and everyone! Healing Words©
How very good yet slightly strange, that a mind bearing a burden, When thirsting for reprieve and change, lets God's will get a word in. Amidst The Stones ©
The railway tracks gleam silver black, for miles along its lonely way; Thundering onslaught in attack, scattering stones in disarray.
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