Harriet James


Occupational Therapy - Poem by Harriet James

Find me a scissors and some paper,
So I can start to shape her.

First the feet and legs, all two;
Up to the knees then a skirt will do.

Then to the middle to angle at the arms,
Down to the fingers (this is where it gets hard) .

Then once they look presentable,
Off up to the shoulders, curving up at the neck
To a face well rounded.

All done now, our paper cut out of you.
Ready for colouring,
You can begin with the blue :)


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Playtime not just for children....

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 9, 2012



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