"Rosy Cheeks, Button Noses."

Lately, the poetry that I've been writing has been totally free verse, but this time I made a point of keeping a rhythm and rhyme scheme. I thought that I should force myself to do that more and I found that I like it more than I thought I would. Yes, it does give you boundaries, but they're the sort that help you to be more creative, I found. Sometimes when I write free verse, it's almost too much freedom; I become overwhelmed with possibilities. But if I have a certain amount of restriction, then I learn to work within that.... creatively! 

The idea of this poem was inspired by the children that I work with. I have a nanny/housecleaning job for a family with lots of kids, and I often find myself taking care of (and playing with! :D) the four youngest ones (ages 1 - 6). There is something so precious about that age group; they are so simple, creative, content, and.... happy! Even though they can be mischievous, there is still a sense of purity and innocence about them that is unique to that young of an age. I've been working with these kids for quite a few years, so I have seen their not-so-good sides a lot, and have gotten tired out at times, but those things never seem to override the joy that I get from caring for them. And they teach me SO much about how I should be in many ways. Especially in the trusting aspect. :)

Enjoy! =)

Rosy Cheeks, Button Noses

By Zoe N.

Rosy cheeks,

Button noses;

Dancing feet

To laughter’s song.

Dirty hands,

And hunts for bugs;

Made up lands,

And soup from mud.

Life’s so free

When just a child;

All can be

A world of joy.

They don’t hear

A word you say,

As impure

Or devious.

Quick t’forgive,

With hearts to please;

Joy to live,

And quite content.

It makes sense

Our Lord asks for

Innocence

Like a child.

All through life,

A childe-like heart,

I do strive

To always have.

I’m at ease

In trusting Him;

All my needs

He meets and more.

As a dad

Sees his children,

Just like that

Does He see me.

Life’s so free

When trusting Him;

All can be

A world of joy.

Rosy cheeks,

Button noses;

Dancing feet

To laughter’s song.