Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Saturday, March 14, 2020

Stop the Attack!

Several years ago, my poem "Germs" was published in Jack and Jill magazine. 
I thought it might be a good time to share it again. 


Germs crawl on fingers.
Live on toes. 
They love to jump 
inside your nose.

They'll bother you
Until you sneeze.
You'll cough and snort
Shiver and freeze.

Your stomach aches
High fever jumps.
Your skin's covered
With little bumps.

What can you do?
Stop the attack!
Scrub your hands 
Both front and back!

*Just to note-these are not the symptoms of COVID-19. Just a generalization of illness.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Naptime: A poem

I wrote this poem a few years ago after one of our grandkids told me I had a soft lap. 
When I want to take a nap
I crawl up in my grandma’s lap.
And sweet
Grandma’s lap puts me to sleep.

©Penny Frost McGinnis

Monday, December 21, 2015

December in a Small Town

Santa and Frosty came from the Marathon gas station in Lynchburg
candy canes grace
small town
Main Street.
Santa's coming,
Jingle Bells plays,
Nativity's in place.
Carolers jostle down the street 
Christmas tea.
Evergreens twinkle 
in windows,
on street corners.
Christmas lives
in small town.

Small town.
My town.
Your town.
Grow up
And grow memories

In small town.

This is part of the poem "Small Town" I wrote about growing up and raising my children in Lynchburg, Ohio.

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