Playing House Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Playing House
Orange sun is out, and we're playing house
My pets are my kids-until puss sees mouse!
Mommy loves to water her gorgeous blooms
While dog and kitty rest, inside porch rooms.
This Saturday, childhood seems left behind
When we make-believe, as the time unwinds.
Soon Mommy serves lunch-of milk and a bone;
And sandwich for herself. Jay sings alone.
I'm so glad that you find this poem to be noteworthy, and that you love it, LeeAnn. Thank you.
Lovely rhyme. I try to set it to music so that I can sing it to my granddaughter. Thank you, Eve
Thank you so much! How wonderful it is to know that you like this poem enough to attempt to set it to music for your grandchild. Thank you for your lovely comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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An excellent nursery rhyme! So well crafted and executed. Children will surely love to read and even memorize this poetic gem. Enjoyed and to my favorites.
Many thanks for your very gratifying remarks. I am so pleased to have a poem among your Favorites. Best wishes.