Summer Camping

Millie had an idea

and it was really good -

Why not go camping

tomorrow, in the wood?

She called her best friends

to ask them whether

they’d all like to go

summer camping together.

It was going really well

till Susan had to brag,

that she had the nicest

and chicest sleeping bag.

Primrose was offended,

her mother made her bag,

with a mother’s talent,

not a fancy shop’s tag.

It had lovely stitching,

made with so much love,

a soft and comfy bag

that fit her like a glove,

The girls all took her side

and agreed that no brand

could ever be as nice

as something made by hand.

.

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: Dolls' sleeping bags

are one of my favorite carfts

for leftover bits of yarn.

 

An Ode to Summer

 Summer collapsed, exhausted,

looking for a bit of shade,

and muttering to himself:

"I quit, don't need to get paid!

I thought I had the best season,

the one with games and fun,

nobody thought to mention

I'd be getting sun and more sun.

Having a sunny disposition

is harder than I thought,

when I'm always getting burnt

and I'm always always hot!"

.

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: The pool is made

from a cheese container.

The water is fine -

come in!

The Art Exhibition

You are cordially invited

to our art exhibition,

all are welcome,

and we don't charge admission.

We are very hip,

in tune with the scene,

you really must join us,

it's the place to be seen.

Our art is so cool,

the reviews are just grand,

but we're staying humble -

because that is our brand.

.

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: The gallery is

recycled from a cereal box

and my brilliant nephew Ariel

made most of the drawings.

 

The World Cup - Better with Cake

Mama dog worked all day

to bake a nice cake

and the puppy said

but I wanted steak!

She decided wisely

to ignore the pup,

and sat down with cake

to watch the world cup.

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: We made the cakes

from beer cups and my 

father made the 

brilliant oven.

The Sleepover

I was so excited!

My good friend Clover

was coming for a visit

with a proper sleepover.

My brother would be barred

(he is such a horrid beast!)

and certainly not invited 

to our secret midnight feast.

Mother made us sandwiches

with butter and some ham,

a drink of fresh lemonade

and scones with lovely jam.

We set up our small party,

everything just right,

and settled in to wait

for the clock to chime midnight.

But, oh dear! What happened?

Without any warning,

we both fell sound asleep

and slumbered till morning. 

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: my father made

these darling beds for me.

Life is short, eat the cookie

Early one morning

as I opened my eyes

I thought I'd go out

to see the sun rise.

The world was still dark,

the air had a sting,

that lovely cool freshness

you'd expect from spring.

I didn't see a daffodil,

no tulips to be had,

nor crocuses or hyacinths

but I was not sad.

The humble little flowers,

the ones you hardly know,

were out blooming gaily

and put on quite a show.

Whole beds of color,

pink and yellow and white,

hugged every tree

and filled me with delight.

The time went by quickly

the sun began to shine,

I bid 'good day' to the flowers

and went to start mine.

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: butter cookies decorated

with edible flowers from

my garden.

Once is Not Enough... Recycle!

Going out the door

is old man Winter,

muttering to himself

and feeling quite bitter:

"For all my hard work,

the quality weather I bring -

all I hear around me

is joy to welcome spring!

It makes me want to storm,

it makes me want to rain,

but after a long summer

see if they don't want me again!"

(©handmade by amalia)

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Featured: I'm a bit late with

this poem, spring is almost gone

as well. But it is wonderful while

it is here and I've been making

party favors with cottage cheese

containers.