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Young Imagination
Off we go, just you and me,
to play in Wonderland;
our thoughts are free to fly away
or build a one-man band.
We talk, we sing,
we laugh and play,
we always understand,
how it is to be the king
and live in Never Land.
P. L. Serrilla 11-18-01
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Warm and Cozy
A warm and cozy place of mine
lies in the glen down there,
it makes me smile and feel all warm
smells of cider in the air.
A hint of baking gingerbread,
the pines are frosted white,
the fields are glazed; the air is cold
and stars are shining bright.
There soon will be commotion, joy,
a whistling in the air,
the children giggle and laugh and play
and hug a teddy bear.
P. L. Serrilla 11-18-01
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Angel Wings
In silent stillness
Across the vast water
She doth spread her loving arms.
Her wings envelope the
Wilderness in gentle compassion
And ripples twinkle
with the fading sunlight.
On Angel Wings soars
The coming of the night.
In peaceful slumber
the darkness comes.
P. L. Serrilla 11-10-01
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Story Time
Once upon a golden time
When teddies ruled the land
A fairy with a magic wand
Built castles in the sand
Her magic made of fairy dust
Built spires tall and strong
The Teddies lived a happy life
So full and rich and long.
But then one day the fairy left
And did not come again
The castles crashed, the spires fell
The Teddies felt such pain.
They ran away and hid in trees
Until the day did come
That Little Ones with love inside
Took each and every one.
They took them home
And made them warm
With a ruffle, bell and bow
And now and then they tell the tale
That only Teddies know.
P. L. Serrilla 11-18-01
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Christmas Snow
You watch me as I juggle life
But remember what you do
For up above the snow is falling;
It lands on me and you.
Remember Christmas Snow this year
For it has lots to give.
Remember those who came before
And give us life to live
Oh Christmas Snow I love you so
I cannot seem to grieve
For in the flakes that fall on me
Are those who must believe.
And in our prayers you hear our song
The dancers in your ears,
The gift of life
Of love, of hope
Stays with us through the years.
P.L. Serrilla 11-18-01
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Rain
And as I watch the
Raindrops fall
In the playground
Down the wall;
I see a sparrow
Flutter by,
As if to waive his
Last good-bye.
He ducks behind the
Drain spout there
As rain streams round us
Everywhere.
P.L. Serrilla 11-18-01
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