My Big Fat Hairy Feet From The Shire (Children's Poem) Poem by Simone Inez Harriman

My Big Fat Hairy Feet From The Shire (Children's Poem)



I'm a little hobbit living in a Hobbiton hole
I'm short and stout, with big heart and soul
I love my cosy home with shiny pots of copper
And my big green door with a round brass knocker

In winter I like to sit in my soft comfy chair
And sing songs of legends and maidens fair
Next to my roaring crackling fire
Warming my big fat hairy feet from the shire

My table groans under delicious food
And special treats when I'm in the mood
Strawberry jam with hot bread and butter
From first and second breakfast to supper

I see my face in my shiny wooden floors
And gaze at my beautiful leadlight doors
And in the mirror, I love to admire
My big fat hairy feet from the shire

And when I wish to rest my head
I'll take myself to my cosy bed
And lean on my little red window sill
To gaze over peaceful moonlit hills

In summer I listen to crickets, frogs, and an owl or two
And inhale rich scent of evening flowers too
And I pray to God and everything good
Watching over all us hobbits in the hood

Goodnight my friends and family, my universe
In Middle-earth, my home of birth
For I'm the happiest, luckiest hobbit to acquire
My big fat hairy feet from the shire

Monday, July 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: children,fantasy,happiness,home
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A Hobbit is a fictional, humanoid who inhabits the lands of Middle-earth in J. R. R. Tolkien's books.

Tolkien's hobbits are short, round-faced, cheerful folk with slightly pointed ears. Their feet from ankles down are covered with brown curly hair and they rarely wear shoes as the soles of their feet are quite leathery.

They love the comforts of their homes and enjoy eating their six meals a day (some say seven meals including elevensies) .
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tango 16 July 2018

Excellent Simone, a really enjoyable read thank you.

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Robert Murray Smith 16 July 2018

Great write++10- - - - - - - -

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Valsa George 18 July 2018

Wow................. this can be enjoyed not only by children but by the aged like me! You have made this imaginary creature so life like and my mind so light! Thank you Simone! !

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Valsa George 18 July 2018

And when I want to rest my head I 'll climb the stairs to my cosy bed And lean on my little red window sill To gaze over peaceful moonlit hills........................... I really envy the hobbit! Also enjoyed the second stanza where he sits dreamily by the fireplace! What a carefree life he has!

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Bri Edwards 02 February 2019

shire? Definition of shire (Entry 1 of 2) 1: an administrative subdivision especially: a county in England 2: any of an old breed of large heavy draft horses of British origin having heavily feathered legs did the hobbit have a horse for an ancestor? [ i have a tail like my great grandma did! ! Hers was shorter. ] very nice. i AM a child. to MyPoemList. bri (:

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 25 July 2018

Sorry typo corrected. Wow I enjoyed this superbly rhyming entertaining poem that gives reading joy to the kid in us all All. I like to write about fairies still. I like how u mention, 'sit by a crackling fire, sounds very poetic and exotic as here we have a crackling hot sun where I live n no winter. Kudos.

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 24 July 2018

Wow I enjoyed this superbly rhyming entertaining poem that gives reading joy to the kid in U.S. All. I like to write about fairies still. I like how u mention, 'sit by a crackling fire, sounds very poetic and exotic as here we have a crackling hot sun where I live n no winter. Kudos. Nice to read from your pen again, do add your thoughts/comment on my newest poem too titled, mirage surprise

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 July 2018

It is a lovely poem especially meant for children in rhyming form. The inscription is interesting and touching. The penmanship is simple and acceptable. This poem is enjoyable for all categories. Thanks for sharing.10

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Mj Lemon 18 July 2018

Great poem...works for children of all ages. I just recalled how happy 'big fat hairy feet' are after returning home from some long, unforgiving journey. This goes on myfavourites.

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