“Be an early bird,” Mother said, “The worm is Early Bird’s reward.” I have some thoughts, along that line, I’d like to mention in regard. The sunrise, I can live without, I never really cared for worms And Mom in case you didn’t know Those wiggly slimy things have germs!
Entries from September 2003 ↓
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The Early Bird
September 1st, 2003 — Poems for Children
Wildflowers
September 1st, 2003 — Poems for Children
I saw it on the television… Wild animals can be dangerous! There is no end of terrible things That wild animals can do to us. Now I am afraid to play outside… Call me a fraidycat, I don’t care. But I heard Mommy telling Daddy, That there are wildflowers everywhere!
Should I Tell Mom?
September 1st, 2003 — Poems for Children
A large green thing came in our house, It ate right through our big front door. It ate the paper from the walls And ate the rugs off of the floor. I think I’d better tell my mom, Because she’ll know just what to do. The green thing will be sorry then My mom will [...]
My Fiancée
September 1st, 2003 — General Humor
She was the center of my life, My lovely fiancée. I thought that nothing she could do Would ever cause my love to sway. Until her letter came just now, And hit me like a bomb: “Dear John, Your dad and I got married. Love, Mom”
Wayne Edwards is a native Texan, graduate of Texas A&M University, and retired Air Force officer. He lives, with his wife Ruth, on a fish farm in Texas, in an underground house he built himself. Wayne can be reached via e-mail at 