Children's Poems
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Grandads Head,
Are you coming down to the beach grandad said,
As he rubbed sun oil on his bald head,
" Only for a short while said Sam",
Nana’s making our lunch, cheese, pickles and ham,
"Grandad, Thom said, you need to cover your head.
The sun has already made it pink and red".
" It’s o.k. said grandad, my skin is tough and old".
As he sat amongst the boulders painted pink and gold,
Grandad dozed off, dreaming of when he was at sea.
And a wee boy played on the boulders singing , one, two, three,
Later Thom said " come now it is time to go,"
As they approached grandad , Sam cried "oh no,"!
For on grandads head and for all to see,
Circled in chalk was a large number three.
by Marie Staniforth.