What is a Poem?

Garden of Poetry

By: Brooke Keith

A poem is a tickle

That’s stuck inside your head.

It’s a thought, a wish, a dream

Just waiting to be read.

A poem is a little thought –

Wiggling inside your ear

If you don’t let that thought out

He’ll tickle you all year!

Wiggling and giggling

That thought will move around

And that little thought won’t stop

Until you write him down.

And when you do

                   You’ll find it’s true

That when that poem is read

You’ll find another dancing in

The corners of your head.


Everyone Needs a Bath Sometimes…



This cat’s mommy put him in the bath tub but this cat does not look amused. Make bath time more fun with different sizes and shapes of old cups. Mix different amounts of soap with water to come up with your own potions.

Bet this kitty would have liked bath time a little more if he knew how to play bubble scientist!


Just for Kids: Making Your Own Toys

Just for Kids: Making Your Own Toys

Now that Santa has gone back home for the Winter Rudolph is just too pooped out to take another flight for at least eleven months. But that’s ok. Who needs elves when with a few 25 cent felt sheets, a blunt sewing needle, scissors, thread and your grown up’s permission you can make just about anything your heart desires!

Don’t waste that Christmas gift card you got from grandma on one toy… spend the money on craft supplies and make a whole toy box full of your own designs! Who knows – if Santa likes your designs he just might hire you!


The Bible: Jam Packed with Action and Adventure!



Adventure… check. Drama… check. Little kids doing BIG things… check! The Bible is full of stories and people who are epic-awesome.

Best of all, most of you probably already have a Bible laying around your house. If not, pick up a copy of Cokesbury’s Bible Tell Me Who. It was my sincere joy to work with the amazing writers at Hudson Bible to bring the people of the Bible to life.



Fear Fighters: Saturday with Seuss


“And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance
you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.

But on you will go
though the weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening creek, 
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike
and I know you’ll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.”