MOLLIE
The Storm
It starts as a pitter patter harmless soft making soggy socks and cold toes The wind picks up roaring whistling wind making children scared and adults lock the doors The tornado approaches twisting destroying striking with wrath and taking lives The people take shelter hiding huddling in storm cellars until peace returns |
I Love
I love art, it zones me out and I also love a runabout At school I like to be the first I tell a joke and nearly burst I love to sing everywhere even when I wash my hair Mint taste makes me feel so fresh I love the sun, it warms my flesh Walking home from the bus Peace and quiet before the fuss When the twins are fast asleep they close their eyes and never peep I love gazing at the stars I wonder where's the planet, Mars Mylee sneaks upon my bed doesn't fear to rest her head |
Robin perched up in a tree
Singing songs just for me
Hearing carols all around
Listening, what's that strange sound
Here comes Santa on his sleigh
He asks me, how is my day
Pleading with him for a toy
Like every girl or boy
Eating chocolate by the fire
Christmas shopping makes me tire
Jingle bells swing on a rope
Santa landing on a slope
Dashing early down the stairs
Going down in sets of pairs
I simply can't believe my eyes
I love the gift of a surprise
Singing songs just for me
Hearing carols all around
Listening, what's that strange sound
Here comes Santa on his sleigh
He asks me, how is my day
Pleading with him for a toy
Like every girl or boy
Eating chocolate by the fire
Christmas shopping makes me tire
Jingle bells swing on a rope
Santa landing on a slope
Dashing early down the stairs
Going down in sets of pairs
I simply can't believe my eyes
I love the gift of a surprise