Three Poems by our Four-year-old
By: heather grace stewart
Category: Children, Family, Family life, Hope, Kids, Parenthood, Parenting, Poem about parenthood, Poems about Change, Poems about motherhood, Poems about parenthood, Poetry, Seasons, Stories about Parenthood, The things kids say, Writing, poems about relationships
| Aperture: | f/4.4 |
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| Focal Length: | 9mm |
| ISO: | 400 |
| Shutter: | 1/59 sec |
| Camera: | PENTAX Optio M50 |
This month, I’ve been putting the finishing touches on my next collection, Leap, due out March 2010 and available here, PLEASE CLICK HERE where you can also find my other collection, Where the Butterflies Go.
I’ve been incredibly busy with three other writing projects, so what better time to introduce a guest poet to my blog? Our daughter Kayla often speaks in poems–at least I think so. I’ve copied down a few of the sentences she said this week. This will be her first time being published and she’s very excited!
I copied her phrases word-for-word, but titled two of the poems myself (with her approval). “Suppertime Astronomy” came to her while she was eating supper. She got up from the table, peeked out the window, and said exactly this. “Spring Festival” is what she told me her painting above was called, and so when I asked her to write a poem called Spring Festival, she came up with those three lines.
Introducing, for the first time ever, the art and poetry of Kayla Mae Stewart!
Suppertime Astronomy
The man on the moon
is fishing for stars
and playing the piano
On Thunder
I think the Earth is mad at me
because I put the cat
inside the Barbie camper.
Spring Festival
There’s honey inside flowers;
The bees and butterflies spread it.
That’s just how it is.
Painting: 'Spring Festival' by Kayla Mae Stewart, age 4
