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It’s always wonderful to see children take interest in reading & writing.
This extraordinary little fella has some of the most amazing poems.
His name is Vivian and he has been writing since he was 5 years old.
He loves poems with emotion. Vivian lives in India. I hope you all enjoy
each poem as I did. I sure hope this little boy keeps writing and giving
the world something happy to look forward to.
The Dog who sat on a Log
There was a dog, who sat on a log
And with him, were a lot of frogs,
Along came a noisy hen, with a head bend
“Hello, Hello Can we be friends?”
“No thank you “growled the dog
The noisy hen jumped off the log.
Then came a naughty duck
who liked pecking other ducks.
“Can you play with me?” she quacked
“Not with naughty ducks” he barked.
Along came sad Sam the shepherd boy
who sat on the log, with an old toy.
The old dog lifted his head and woofed,
“Bruno!! Where were you all these years?”
Shouted back overjoyed Sam.
Once loved, never lost!
by Vivian age 7
Copyright © June 14th, 2012
Icy Winter
Up on the hills
Cool as a breeze
Snowballs to throw
Snowman to make
Artic or Antartic
North or South
Icy winter you are there
Cold as an ice-cream
That I would love to hold
White as the clouds
Pure as Silver
Cotton spread through
And fallen on trees
Icy winter snow is here
Deep in the valley
Draping the mount sides
You fall on me
Reminding me every time
Icy winter you are mine.
by Vivian
Copyright © Sept. 25th, 2012
A Chicken named Licken
Once I had a chicken
Whose name was Licken
But it named itself Richen
I thought he was small,
But he pulled my shawl
And had a real bad fall
. One day I saw a cock
It snatched away my clock.
I got angry and threw a rock.
Then it scratched its head
And went limping to bed
With a leg that was red.
I felt quite sad
My dad said it was bad
This made me feel mad.
Then I took my chicken
Which was named Licken
And decided to call it Ricken
I took the cock
And gave it my only clock.
by Vivian
Copyright © Oct. 17th, 2012
Written in a restaurant on Oct 17th 2012
When Vivian saw how the chicken was hurt,
he decided to give away his clock and
call the chicken the name he likes.
A LITTLE PIECE OF MY HEART 
These were so fun to read…not pretentious just straight ahead…love them.
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They were fun to read. I can imagine something like this being written by one of my 7-year-old grandsons. He loves sitting under me as I am writing my poetry and gives his opinion. It’s so cute. He loves reading and writing, so he’s already on the right path.
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They are a joy to read and kids come up with things we would never think of. Just like beginning guitar players that I’ve seen and been around…they come up with stuff I would have never thought of…because they are not jaded yet.
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I agree with you. My grandchildren say the darndest things sometimes.
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Hello there! I saw the oddest thing in my stats…somehow your site is connected to mine. When I pull up stats…like views etc…your site comes up as an option.
You may want to check your settings…it may be when I couldn’t post comments…I just wanted to tell you. It doesn’t bother me but I just wanted you know.
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Will you please check and see if I fixed the problem? I rolled my site back to early this morning. Hopefully, that helped.
I didn’t see anything that I could have pressed to link our sites, but will keep looking.
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Max, will you please check and see if I fixed the problem?
Thank you!
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