Queen of Hearts

Once upon a time there was a little queen.

Upon her head sat a little heart.

All day long she hung silently from her string.

But every night, when the stars began to twinkle,

She raised her little head

She moved her little feet

She opened her little eyes

and danced.

To the melody of her golden bell.

Very Cherry

Sweet and delicious,

Red and nutritious.

Softly swaying on a tree,

to the buzzing of a bee.

Oh how I love thee,

my summer chérie.

Blank canvas

A cool winter day.

The snow is sparkling in the brilliant sun.

Not a worry in the world

Just like an artist starts with the first stroke of his brush,

the first timid creature pokes his head out into the sun.

Quickly it runs across the white field

And the blank canvas is no more

The day has begun.