Good weekend to you!
#NaPoWriMo calls for a poem everyday for 30 days, so I’ll be posting through the weekends as well as weekdays for #AprilPrompts.
As the author of children’s rhyming picture book, LUCCI- The No Smoochie Poochie, and a member of Julie Hedlund’s 12 x 12 group, where we write a picture book every month for 12 months, my main focus is in writing for children. I’ll post a piece for kids on the weekends, and if a weekday prompt is appropriate.
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Please read this rhyming poem to your little ones. I’d love to hear their opinions!
DAY 6 – FROG
Frog, frog
Jumped out of the bog
Onto the shore
Then onto a log
Frog, frog
Hopped from the log
Up to a tree
Then down on my knee.
Frog, frog
Sprang to an oak
Stared at my face
And started to croak
He croaked out a song
He croaked loud and long
It sounded like fun
So I sang along
Delightful frog, frog
Made me gay
Soon all my troubles
Just hopped away
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Donna L Sadd 
I think my lil boy would like this poem alot. I like it also!! Great one; unique and fun! 🙂
here is my day 6:
http://bubblesfrommyday.wordpress.com/2013/04/06/growing-napowrimo-day-6/
Do tell me if he like the poem. Your ‘Growing’ poem is beautiful! I will link it on Monday’s post. :0)
Frog
We caught him
together, one
afternoon, in
a pool among
some rocks,
put him in a
paper cup
left over from
lunch, sloshing
only a little
mossy water
on the floor
as we carried
him to the kitchen
and a Mason jar.
When he sprouted
little legs, even your
big sister, who is
always bored
these days
could not stay away
and she helped us
migrate him
to a bowl with a
river rock because
she knew, though
you did not, what
was coming next.
One morning,
you woke us
with all the
amazement of
Christmas in your
voice, saying,
“A frog!
A frog!”
Wonderful Linda! You words brought one of my favorite childhood memories front and center. My best friend and I used to pluck tadpoles out of puddles and do the same; it was the daily fly catching for froggy’s meals that was the most daunting…and fun. We were champion newt catchers too! :0)
Hey Donna. That was so cute, I grinned the whole time I was reading it. Don’t have any little ones, but I loved it!! Have a great weekend.
Glad it made you smile Sherry. Have a great Sunday! :0)
So very cute! The little ones in my life don’t speak English, but if they did, I’m sure they’d love it 🙂
Aha, that’s a reason publishers say they don’t want rhyme…it doesn’t translate. I noticed that your FB ‘like’ button is a French word- yes?
Oh no! I honestly thought Facebook changed that up depending on who saw it – thanks for telling me! I changed the code so it should be English now.. oops. (I keep my personal fb in French for the tiny amount of practice it affords me.)
Yes, rhyme is difficult to translate; I think someone who does so successfully is as much an ‘author’ of the resulting work as the original author.
Yes, it would be starting the story over again. Thanks for popping in…saw that you submitted, but couldn’t comment at the time. I’ll be keeping you in my prayers-someone’s going to love it!
Thanks for the very kind support, Donna! 🙂
I keep thinking of this poem (maybe I’m seeing too many frogs around) and how it could translate haha. Excited to see your upcoming posts!
One or three little frogs are nice but an EEW factor comes in with too many…Oooh, that could be cute! :0)