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 Category:  Children Poetry
  Posted: December 30, 2020      Views: 40
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BARB HENSONGISPSACA 

Barb works at the local food bank volunteering her time at the country market. Barb has lived just about every profession there is to do. She has had a wild ride in her lifetime and uses poetry to tell everything. She is a cancer survivor. She hates - more...

She is an accomplished poet and is currently at the #41 spot on this years rankings.

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Chapter 67 of the book New Saved
children's poem
"Walking With My Friends" by Barb Hensongispsaca
Now everyday I take a walk with all my dearest friends.
I feel so safe when I'm with them, their helping ways they lend.
So let me tell you all about my friends that walk with me
'cause they are special, Mama says; I know you, too, will see.

I told my Mama all about my friend named Billy Bear.
He's big and strong, close by my side. He's black with shaggy hair.
Protects me so that I don't fear my nightmares when they scare.
He'll bite and scratch - stays right by me. He is my cuddle bear.

My Mama likes Sir Foxy Red, he's sly and cunning, too.
He warns me when there's trouble 'round and tells me what to do.
My Mama says he talks to her so I have to be good.
He'll tell her if I misbehave and I think that he would.

I have to watch just what I say when I'm with Mynah's Wing.
My Mama says he'll fly to her and tell her everything.
My Mynah's Wing flies where I go and always reminds me :
respect my elders, 'thank you', 'please', be nice as I can be.

Now, Rocky Raccoon teaches me be careful what I eat;
should wash my hands and share my food, and that is quite a feat.
I eat my berries, veggies, too, and always clean my plate.
He tells me when I should go home - he sees I'm never late.

I know my Mom can't see my friends, but they still 'talk to her'.
She understands each squawk they make, each hiss, each yelp, each gurr.
I want my Mommy proud of me so I try to be good.
Though all my friends are make believe, I'll still act like I should.

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