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Siblings…Through a Father’S Eyes
Siblings…Through a Father’S Eyes
Siblings…Through a Father’S Eyes
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    Siblings…Through a Father’S Eyes - Bruce Kingery

    Copyright © 2012 by Bruce Kingery, Ed.D.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

    This book was printed in the United States of America.

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    CONTENTS

    Dedication

    Acknowledgements

    Wishing Land…

    Jiminy Cricket

    October…

    Coxcombs

    A Child‘s Prayer…

    When Mommy Calls…

    Raindrops…

    Trick or Treat!

    Ginger

    Bad Dreams…

    Grand–Daddy Long–Legs…

    Bedtime Playmates…

    KittycatSong

    Trains…

    Lullabye…

    Breakfast…

    Porky‘s Quills

    Turkey in the Tree

    Portrait…

    A Dolly‘s Lullabye

    Daddy & Mommy

    Fire Engine

    Allan Joe And Me

    Biggy

    Records…

    Cartoon…

    In the Morning…

    Birthday…

    Santa Claus…

    Going to the Show…

    Restless…

    Tick–Tock

    Week–end…

    Sunday

    Typewriter…

    Spat…

    Playtime…

    Favorite…

    Songs…

    TheSniffles

    Bill

    Sunshine..

    Absence…

    Crayons…

    Chickens

    A Bath for Dolly

    Pee–Jays…

    Music

    Climbing…

    Getting Dressed…

    Daddy Says…

    Nicknames

    Lullaby E Poem…

    Picture Shows..

    Right Around Home…

    Pitter-Patter

    Little Red Fox…

    Read to Me…

    What Makes the Moon Come Up at Night?

    Evening Bath

    Hi Ya, Buddy!

    Drink…

    When Granny Fell Down…

    Puppies

    Fried Taters…

    Please Say You’ll Be My Valentine!

    Nursery Rhymes…

    Snowmen

    Nurse

    Sleepy-Town Train

    When I Watch My Baby

    Small Talk

    Shampoo

    Trust

    Sonnet

    Easter Bunny

    The Spider and the Fly

    Help!

    Carrot-Top!

    Problems

    Fourth Summer

    Storm

    After the Storm

    Bedtime Prayer

    Christmas Present

    To Melody—Riding Her Bicycle on the Sidewalk

    Daddy, Hold My Hand, Again

    Dedication

    This book is dedicated to my wife, Mary Margaret and our children, for the many blessings they have brought to us in our lives.

    Acknowledgements

    My gratitude is acknowledged to Melody Ellen Suvada for her efforts in the preperation of this book.

    Wishing Land…

    I wish there was a place where I

    Could live on cake, ice cream and pie,

    I wish there was a land where they

    Just danced and sang and played all day,

    I betcha I’d eat just like a pig…

    And have lots of fun ‘till I got big!

    Jiminy Cricket

    I seldom ever see him

    Especially at night,

    "Cause he’s so small it’s easy

    For him to stay out of sight.

    And when I do get to see him,

    I never get to pick him up,

    And see just what he looks like,

    (Like I do my little pup).

    ‘Cause just when I get near him

    He ups and jumps away,

    And leads me such a merry chase

    That I don’t care to play.

    But then, when evenin’ shadows

    Gather ‘round the willow trees,

    And the birds all stop their chatterin’

    Like the buzzin’ of the bees.

    And all my toys are put to bed,

    And my ‘trike’ is by the door,

    And it’s too dark to see to play

    By sunlight anymore…

    Why, it’s then he stops a-jumpin’

    And leapin’ through the air,

    And comes back to serenade

    Me, beneath the stair.

    I can’t see him ‘cause it’s too dark outside,

    So I jus’ let him be…

    Because I like to hear him sing

    His funny melody.

    I don’t know how he does it,

    And I couldn’t do it if I chose,

    But it’s a very pleasant song

    And here’s the way it goes:

    "Ker-rick! Ker-rick! Ker-rickety ree!

    Ker-rickety! Rickety! Rickety-ree!"

    And soon the other crickets

    Join Jiminy Cricket too,

    And they sing a serenade

    The whole night through.

    It’s such a quiet sort of sound

    That you have to listen just right

    Or you will never notice it,

    It blends so with the night.

    It’s then the birdies say goodnight,

    You can hear their solemn peep…

    As they tuck their babies in

    Their nests and go to sleep.

    And then my little puppydog

    Lays his head between his toes

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