Mom and Dad
May I have a drum?
For Christmas
can Santa bring me some?
Drums are the toy that I pick
to play with my own drumming sticks.
I want to drum
Rat-a-tat,
to march to the corner
and then march back.
Marching here,
Rat-a-tat.
Marching there,
Rat-a-tat.
Marching to the corner
and back.
Rat-a-tat,
Rat-a-tat!
Oh, I can see a list of Christmas toys developing. What fun. In the back of my mind is another poem from Mom and Dad saying, "No, you can't have a drum." By the end of this poem I can really hear that drumming beat. It wouldn't take long before I'd be asking for aspirin. When I get the second poem written, I can then try to write a poem in two voices--or maybe three if you count the voice of the drum. Have fun writing your own poem today. Can you try writing a poem that sounds like a musical instrument?
Joy,
ReplyDeletePoems about toys. What a great poem list. This one reminded me of the Drummer Boy song often heard at Christmas. It was my dad's favorite. I look forward to poems from the point of view of a toy. FUN!
Linda,
ReplyDeleteAren't you the best friend in the world? I haven't written a poem from the toy's point of view yet. But, I know just what I want to do. I've already got the toy in mind. Oh, this is going to be so much fun--thinking about a conversation among the toys under the tree. (Has TOY STORY done a Christmas edition yet? If not, send them your idea.)
Thanks for the inspiration. You help to keep me chugging along.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI appreciate the compliment. I am so pleased to be one of your friends. I look forward to your poem from the toy's point of view. Toy Story should hire YOU!