Saturday, December 30, 2017

Best of 2017 Children Picture Books


Buddy Book couldn't pick just one.
It wouldn't be any bit of fun.
So for this special book review.
Buddy picked out the best for you.
He had to choose from forty-two.
That was not easy thing to do.
He finally chose ten picture book.
So go ahead and take a look. 

Before She Was Harriet
by Lesa Cline-Ransome

King Louie's Shoes
by D.J. Steinberg

The Starry Giraffe
by Andy Bergman

Little i
by Michael Hall

Prince And Pirate
by Charlotte Gunnufson

Blue Ethel
by Jennifer Black Reinhardt

Flowers For Sarajevo
by John McCutcheon 

Green Pants
by Kenneth Kraegel

Mrs. McBee Leaves Room 3
by Gretchen Brandenburg

Little Blue Chair
by Cary Fagan



Saturday, December 16, 2017

Jesus is the Reason



The word became flesh, on that very night.
When the shepherds saw the beautiful sight.
It was our Savior Jesus, who was born.
He came from heaven, in the early morn.
It was that night, when salvation had begun.
When Almighty God, sent his beloved Son.
He came down to save us from our sin.
We could surely see God's love within.
He died on the cross for our sake.
So that our bondage of sin would break.
Now every Christmas, we recall that day.
When we proclaim, that it's Jesus birthday.


Sunday, December 10, 2017

The Young Boy Named TY



No one could understand,
the young boy named Ty.
He didn't talk, he wouldn't say Hi,
He stood around,
and watched the birds fly.
A toy in his hand,
and a fantasy world in his mind.
The lonely young boy,
was one of a kind.
Every boy and every girl,
would always reply.
We are all friendly,
why is he so shy?

No one could understand,
the young boy named Ty.
He's peaceful as a bird  in the sky. 
Nothing to say, not even a friendly Hi.
The picture less face
that no one can explain.
Every look and every whisper,
comes out the same.
Why is he so timid,
when everything is okay?
No one could understand,
the young boy named Ty.


Saturday, December 2, 2017

From My Heart

I am knocking at the door of your heart.
Waiting for you, so we will never be apart.
I long for the day, to be held by you.
I will wait patiently, that is what I can do.
There is no other girl, for me to see.
You are the one, that was meant to be.
Even if it is another day and another time.
I will wait till your love will be mine.
You can look into my heart and in my eyes.
It is love I have for you, that will never die.
I will wait for the moment, when I can say.
I love you more, each and every day.
Everything I write to you, is from my heart.
The love I have for you, that will never part.


Saturday, November 25, 2017

C J's Friend

He's a friend, who loves to help everyone.
Everything he does, it's always for someone.
No one does it better, than my friend.
He reaches out to help, anytime he can.
You can tell, he wants to help again.

He's always there, when you need a hand.
Everywhere he goes, he helps another friend.
Nothing could be better, than the love he shows.
He reaches out to help, wherever he goes.
You can see, he helps everyone he knows.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

We Have A Purpose

God gave one life to me and you.
One voice to spread the good news.
Two hands to give a helping hand.
One heart to love and understand.
Each second to help us on our way.
And provide us with all we need today.
So give your best in every way you can.
For God wants you to lend a helping hand.

God gave one life to me and you.
One voice to spread the good news.
One smile to cheer the lonely heart.
One Holy Spirit to help us do our part.
Each day to live with a prayer and a song.
And all his help and love to make us strong.
So give your best in every way you can.
For God wants you to lend a helping hand.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

The Dating Game

The spark may not come,
when your hear someone's voice.
It may not even come.
when you meet by choice.
You should approach dating,
like a tiny little seed.
It doesn't grow in one day,
but with love and care indeed.
It takes time and patience,
and it's worth the wait.
Because you may experience,
something that will be great.
Dating should be more  
than love at first sight.
Get to know each other,
it doesn't happen over night.
It's more than a person's hair,
or even their own face.
It's more than a body,
or if it's all in the right place.
It takes more than a phone call,
or meet once or twice.  
You can't treat dating,
like you're throwing some dice.
How can you know,
unless you give it a try.
The next one you meet,
could bring sparkle in your eye.


Friday, November 3, 2017

Face The World


Face the world with the Lord,
with his love and all his care.
Face the world with the Lord,
with the faith he is there.
Face the world with the Lord,
he will provide what you need.
Face the world with the Lord,
with the promise he will lead. 
Face the world with the Lord,
with the life he freely gave.
Face the world with the Lord,
with the joy you were saved.
Face the world with the Lord,
with his promise no one can break.
Face the world with the Lord,
with his words he would never forsake.

Friday, October 27, 2017

It Must Be Halloween

I saw a monster coming,
on this spooky night.
Then a mummy entered,
it was a frightful sight.
A witch suddenly appeared,
it was a scary scene.
Then Frankenstein showed up,
he looked rather mean.
I saw a ghost appear,
with a haunting voice.
Then a skeleton dropped by,
he made a dreadful noise.
A hairy goblin stepped in,
I wanted to scream.
Then I saw a vampire come in,
this must be a dream.
After all this confusion,
I came to this conclusion.
They are not scary or mean,
they are dressed for Halloween.



Friday, October 20, 2017

LOVE ALL YEAR LONG

I will love you in January, like it was the first time.
I will love you in February, for you are my valentine.
I will love you in March, and know it's the real thing.
I will love you in April, for the joy you bring.
I will love you in May, and watch our love grow.
I will love you in June, and never let you go.
I will love you in July, and say it all the time.
I will love you in August, and know you are mine.
I will love you in September, when I am one year older.
I will love you in October, even when it gets colder .
I will love you in November, when I will be very thankful.
I will love you in December, and be forever grateful.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Take Me To Your Reader

Come join us in this fun game.
It's a mystery word you can claim.
You can discover in all my clues.
There is only one word you can choose.
In your gallant search, you will surely find.
This riddle is for anyone with a mind.
Because when you pick me up and look.
Then you finally realize, I am a book.
When Buddy comes along, it can only be.
He chose seven new books for you to see.

Little Pig Saves The Ship
by David Hyde Costello

Mrs. McBee Leaves Room 3
by Gretchen Brandenburg McLellan

Flowers for Sarajevo
by John McCutcheon

Green Pants
by Kenneth Kraegel

Blue Ethel
by Jennifer Black Reinhardt

Old Lion and Little Rabbit
by Keiko Kaichi

Little Blue Chair
by Cary Fagen




Saturday, October 7, 2017

The House That Mom Cleaned



This is the house, that mom cleaned.





This is the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.







This is the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.







This is the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.








This is the boy, that scared the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.







This is the bowl, filled with cream corn, that splattered the boy, that scared the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.





This is the baby, dressed adorn, that knocked the bowl, filled with cream corn, that splattered the boy, that scared the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house that mom cleaned.



This is dad, tattered and torn, that fed the baby, dressed adorn, that knocked the bowl, filled with cream corn, that splattered the boy, that scared the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.



This is the neighbor, who blew the car horn, that spooked the dad, tattered and torn, that fed the baby, dressed adorn, that knocked the bowl, filled with cream corn, that splattered the boy, that scared the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned. 




This is mom, tired and worn, that waved at the neighbor, who blew the car horn, that spooked the dad, tattered and torn, that fed the baby, dressed adorn, that knocked the bowl, filled with cream corn, that splattered the boy, that scared the girl, that roused the dog, that chased the cat, that lived in the house, that mom cleaned.


This is the family, who had sworn,
to wash the floor, in the early morn,
in the house, that mom cleaned.