children’s literature

Said the elk to the zebra, “It just isn’t right that I have the horns, and you have the stripes.”

Said the zebra to the bear, “I think it is wrong that I am so thin, and you are so strong.”

Said the bear to the hippo, “It must be quite fun to stay in the water and out of the sun.”

Said the hippo to the fish, “I wish I was free, to swim in the ocean and live in the sea.”

Said the fish when I caught him, “This just isn’t fair! I wish I was an elk, a zebra, a hippo, or a bear!”

For some time now, I’ve been considering writing a poetry book for children. 🤔🤔 Hmm.

For more poems from me, check out my poetry book, Walking in Cemeteries, now available on Amazon: https://a.co/d/72YgJ1O

Already had my glass of wine, and in bed before 9:30 on a Friday night…but there’s some silver lining here; going to try to write some!

“Gonna try to write something,” I told Mike, the other half. “Escape from the shit in the world for a while.”

Isn’t that the case most of the time, though?

When the world gets too much, or when it’s just not enough, we disappear into the fictional one for an adventure, a distraction that gets us out of this dysfunctional funk we find ourselves in half the time.

Maybe this is why I also love Children’s Literature. There’s always an adventure, always something to be learned but usually a positive outcome in the end.

And we could all use a happy ending, every once and awhile.

Happy Writing!

A. J. Morse

Some fiction, some poetry, and a lot of writer's block.

children’s literature

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