In the rainbow he made for you and me.

In the color of the flowers, shurbs, trees and the beauty beneath the seas.

Look at the birds high above flying around,

and the bugs crawling upon the ground.

In the animals that roams the earth

Yes, god loves colors as you can see,

He made it all for you and me.

Just turn around and take a look,

You’ll think we live in a color book.

Now the time came, that everyone was waiting on.  No, it was not opening the presents but something greater.  It was the family tradition of going out to the barn and reading the story of the birth of Jesus with all the animals.  Out into the bitter cold they all went to the barn with all the animals listening as PaPa reads out of the bible of the birth of Jesus.  Granny reminds everyone that Jesus is the reason for the season and they all gave thanks.

Green pumpkins, orange pumpkins and white pumpkins to ,

I grew pumpkins for me and you.

Large pumpkin, small pumpkins, yes pumpkins galore,

No matter how many I have,  I always want more.

Leaves are falling to the ground,

One by one they swirl round.

 Two by two they cover my shoes.

Three by three they fall from the trees. 

 Four by four they blow though the door.

Five by five they try to hide.

Six by six all the colors are beginning to mix.

Seven by seven some blow toward heaven.

Eight by eight they blow against the gate.

Nine by nine I will rake the ones that are mine.

Ten by ten the leaves are falling down again.

They are all over the ground.

I must hurry and get the rake,

A big pile of leaves I will make.

Then I will call all my friends to come over to my house,

To run thought the leave pile like a mouse.

Green, red, yellow, orange and golden brown.

I love the colors and the shapes of all the leaves down on the ground.

I pick them up one by one,

I bet I almost have a ton.

My teacher says its the best she has seem,

since she made hers with her Grandma Bean.

It is so pretty, big and red.

A bite I will take of my apple and see,

 how good the apple tastes to me.

You taste so juicy, sweet and good,

I would eat the apple all over again if I could.

Apples, apples on the ground

I will count them as I turn around.

1, 2, 3 is what I see;  then 4, 5, 6 among the sticks,

Oh now I see 7, 8, 9 and 10 maybe I better count again.

June 1, 2009

Dear Granny,

Granny please tell all the chidren reading your stories to,

Check themself twice, make sure they are nice cause Christmas will be coming again soon.

Not being nice sometimes comes with a price and that could make them cry.

Cause if they age bad, it will make Santa sad and he will not stop by.

He will go to the house of the good girls and boys, and there he will leave all the toys.

So if they will be good, like they know that they should.

They will get the best like all of the rest of the good little boys and girls.

All the chicks wants to play a game so in line they all came.

Around and Around they did go and a circle shape the chicks did make.

Then one by one they started again making four lines in record time.  They made the shape of a square.  Along came a few more chicks and now a rectangle is their shape.

Off they go back to their home keeping a straight line as they go.