A collection of poems for small folke
I canít wait Mum
Come and Buy
Camp fire at night
I love it up here
All is not what it seems
Punch and Judy
We are Strolling Players
I can't wait mum
by Lesley Mellor
"Mum, mum, how many days
before the circus comes to town?"
"Five days my bonny girl, five days thatís all."
"oh no!" cried Jenny with a frown,
"five days, thatís five sleeps,
five, four, three, two, one
I donít think I can wait that long
Ďtil I can have such fun."
Iíve never been to the circus
just seen pictures in a book
where the man outside the big-top
shouts "roll up and take a look."
My mum said I could bring a friend
So Iíve asked my best friend Sue,
Sheís been saving up her dollars and cents
and counting her sleeps too.
Oh yes Iím so excited
got butterflies in my tum
imagining all the clowns and animals
and the booming of the big bass drum.
Todayís the day, Iíve slept my sleeps
Iím so happy, Iím so glad
I know that this is going to be
the very best day Iíve had.