Baby Brother

Chris - 1970 - 8 months old

I wanted a little sister

But it wasn’t meant to be

Instead I got a brother

Who means so much to me

It was a pleasant day in April

I was playing outside that day

When I got home at lunch time

There was my Uncle Dave!

I remember he served us lunch

Canned macaroni and cheese

It was really rather disgusting

But I ate it just to please

We wanted to see our mother

And see our brother too

So Dad took us to the hospital

What else was he to do?

We sat in the waiting room waiting

It seemed like a long long time

Mom came out and talked to Dad

But she forgot we were alive!

Then Mom was ready to come home

So to the hospital we would go

We waited by the hospital doors

And there he was – lo and behold

It was the first time I saw my brother

He was sitting up on her knee

He was screaming his head right off

He certainly did not look pleased

My baby brother was different

Different than Leonard and I

He had mess of short dark hair

And two big chocolate eyes

My baby brother had no name

At least for a couple of weeks

I came up with Christopher Warren

And my parents thought that was sweet

I love my baby brother

He's mine to keep forever

Even though we're all grown up

Our bond will not be severed



CHRIS - aka Supermonk / Black Eyed Monster - 16 months - 1971



Little Brother

My brother and I in 1967

In Port-aux-Basques, Newfoundland

I was just a little wee girl

When my little brother Leonard

Was born during a winter’s storm

Even though I was very little

I just knew it in my heart

My brother would be my best friend

Right from the very start

I used to love to look at him

And hold his little hand

I was right there beside him

When he tried to stand

I remember when we were small

Mom and Dad were still asleep

We’d sneak downstairs to watch TV

Quietly with little padded feet

We waited for what seemed for hours

For Bugs Bunny cartoons to start

Then we’d giggle and laugh out loud

With innocent smiles in our hearts

I love my little brother

He's mine to keep forever

Even now we're all grown up

Our bond will not be severed

Len and I in 1968

Copyright ©Sherry Irvine – April 4, 2011

The Lamb

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She is exactly what a Nana should be

Loving and gentle to a little me

She is intuitive to my every need

To keep my little soul comfy-cozy

She’s the shepherd that teaches love

With the help of God’s hand above

She is the protector of my little soul

To keep me safe, to keep me whole

She wipes my nose and wipes my tears

She holds me tight, lest I should I fear

She’s tender loving to the touch

She is surely a wonderful crutch

She knows what to do, she has the style

She sings to me and watches me smile

Read me a story, or simply watch TV

It doesn’t matter when she’s with me

She is the protector of all little souls

To love and honour and console

She is God’s gate keeper of the innocent child

She is an angel with wings of rose petals wild

She would give you her heart if she could
Give you the clothes off her back she would
You could call her generous to a fault
With all the love she offers from her inner vault

She is quite remarkable, my Nana Farrell

Fiercely independent with nice apparell

She has given me the greatest gift

I have the Nana knowledge when I take her shift

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Copyright Sherry Irvine - April 11, 2011

Make Me Up Momma!

Jezika , Lala and Mr. Brush Teeth

Three very special friends

They always played together

Until it was time for bed

Jezika was quite the pretty thing

Only she did not agree

I wonder why she thought this

'cause she's as cute as can be

She wanted to look beautiful

So she snuck away to play

with Lala and Mr. Brush Teeth

Happily leading her astray

She found her mother's makeup

On top of the bathroom counter

Where the soap and toothpaste lived

Lala and Mr. Brush Teeth behind her

She carefully applied the lipstick

Her eyelids shadowed with care

Cheeks aglow with pinkish blush

A little eyeliner here and there

She stared at herself  in the mirror

Gazing into her big blue eyes

"Now I'm really beautiful

My Momma will be so surprised!"

Lala and Mr. Brush Teeth

Were Jezika's pretend friends

They always played together

Three very special friends

Sherry Irvine - March 29, 2011

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The Surprise Guest

MONDAY'S CHILD #39

The elves and imps and faeries

Gathered up on yonder hill

Right beneath the old oak tree

With hungry tummies to fill

They lay the cloth upon the ground

And present the birthday cake

Come on everybody - gather 'round

They sing a song and eat some cake

then....

Surprise!! Surprise!! It's Squirrelly Sam

Welcome to the birthday picnic!

They look forward to his magic hands

They're delighted to see his tricks

A slight of hand with magic cards

A mysterious blue hankerchief

Behind an ear a shiny gold star

 These are delightful magic tricks!

Applauds and cheers from everyone

Squirrelly Sam takes a bow

"It looks like you had a lot of  fun

I'm glad you enjoyed the show!"

Pretty soon the day was done

The tummies were full of cake

Time to make their way back home

Before Mamma's call and the evening wakes

Sherry Irvine - March 28, 2011

Mr. Robin Redbreast

Hello Mr. Robin Redbreast

You darling little thing

In March I always search for you

You're the first sign of spring!

In the morning when I awake

I love to hear you sing

Your songs are bright and cheerful

Delightful words you bring

I see you play upon my grass

You dance your little dance

Searching for your breakfast

Looking for your romance

I watch you gather twine and twigs

To make your marriage nest

Then the Mrs. lays her eggs

And you proudly puff your chest

Then the little chicks are born

You look after them so well

Feeding them, protecting them

Until they say farewell

I will savour every moment

As you play in my backyard

because....

One day you will disappear

And winter won't be far.

Sherry Irvine - March 22, 2011

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Black Tears and Marshmallows

See the House on the Highway?

The Carter kids grew up right there

The railroad yard was located out back

This story is true, I swear!

Clickety clack clickety clack

The ferries would cross the channel
From Sydney to Port-aux-Basques

The workers unloaded the ferries

Putting the railway cars on the tracks

Each car would be filled with a load of goods

That would be taken to far away places

Most of the cars went on their way

And a few would have to stay

The railway cars that stayed behind

Were temporarily stored out back

near the House on the Highway

on an storage railroad track

Clickety clack clickety clack

Catherine, Gerald and some of their friends

Were in the storehouse where they played
Eating sweet marshmallows

Unaware of Gerald's mischevious tirade

Then the CN police came snooping around

They were looking for someone you see

Someone had broken into a railway car

There was missing marshmallow treats!

What would they do? Oh no! Oh no!

This was really really bad

because the manager of the railroad

was Catherine and Gerald's Dad! 

So they did the only thing they knew

They hid inside the coal bin

They were in trouble...you bet they knew

Shaking and quivering their chins

Well of course the police did find them

 With quivering chins and big black tears
Blackened completely from head to toe

There was even coal dust in their ears!

They were all sent home to have a bath

And were put to bed without supper

But that's okay and only because

Their bellies were full of marshmallows!