William's Personal Poems and Thoughts...
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THANKS MEAN DOG by William Avery
It was a hot, hot summer's day. I was just about 3
I was playing outside with my aunts who were not much older than me
A dog came from out of nowhere and grabbed me by the arm
He was dragging me to the fields with sure intent to do me harm
My aunts tried to shew him away, but he barked at them quite fiercely
I cried because I was terrified, but no one else could hear me
One aunt ran to the house looking for an adult
The dog grabbed me again and continued his assault
I'm not quite sure what happened next. My memory gets fuzzy
I recall my mother holding me, crying and saying she loved me
Ten years later I was walking to school on a cold, cold winter's day
It started snowing. The wind was blowing. School seemed so far away
No hat. No gloves. My hands were freezing. My face and ears were numb
My toes had started tingling. I did not know if I could over come
In despair I said a prayer for God to help me make it
A green car stopped. I was offered a ride. I was just about to take it
The man wanted help to find his dog as he would take me to school
I remembered back to when I was 3. I passed and said I was cool.
Somehow I walked another mile. I made it late to school.
That night I heard about missing children reported in the news.
Someone mentioned an old green car. I thought that could have been me
I told my mom what happened as she listened nervously
Somehow my fear of dogs may have saved my life that day
So I thank that mean old dog from that hot, hot summer's day
My mom asked how I missed the bus. She shook her head in worry.
I missed the bus on purpose, but that's another story
Somehow my fear of dogs may have saved my life that day
So I thank that mean old dog from that hot, hot summer's day
Somehow my fear of dogs may have saved my life that day
So I thank that mean old dog from that hot, hot summer's day
The poem "Thanks Mean Dog" is a true story from my life.
It is important for children to know not to go off with strangers.
Have conversations about safety, recognizing danger and what to do in different situations.
PRECIOUS WORK OF ART by William Avery
Love, honor, respect, protect with all my heart
My breathing, speaking, walking, talking precious work of art
Use all the best ingredients. Mixed and blended well
Vibrant, bold and beautiful with fine precise details
A constant work in progress, Potential without bounds
Believe, achieve, succeed, proceed to where sweet dreams abound
Shielding from the sorrow, avoiding harm and pain
Sometimes we learn by letting go, there’s much, much more to gain
In a flash time will pass. My life imitates my art
My ending and beginning represented from its start
Pour in all my talent, experience and time
When I’m gone, it will go on. A piece of me left behind
Love, honor, respect, protect with all my heart
My breathing, speaking, walking, talking precious work of art
I suspect some of the feelings and hopes in raising a child are reflected
in the poem "Precious Work of Art". Your precious work of art will take on a life of its own.
All children are beautiful... atleast when they are sleeping :-)
FYI The YESnack logo/image is my baby picture.
IT IS WHAT IT IS by William Avery
Take it. Leave it.
Love it. Hate it.
Not what you anticipated.
Push it. Pull it.
Hold it. Drop it.
Try it once before you knock it.
Twist it. Turn it.
Forget it. Learn it.
Right and wrong. You must discern it.
Find it. Lose it.
Waist it. Use it.
Power. Privilege. Don’t abuse it.
Hey, it is what it is.
Catch it. Throw it.
Hide it. Show it.
Simple, but you never know it.
See it. Be it.
Do it. Watch it.
Overflow. It’s hard to stop it.
Face it. Fear it.
Stop it. Start it.
Time will heal the broken hearted.
Get it. Give it.
Rip it. Seal it.
Meaningless if you don’t feel it.
Hey, it is what it is.
Save it. Spend it.
Lose it. Win it.
Freedom + Knowledge = Independence
Feel it. Breathe it.
Think it. Know it.
Wait a while before you show it.
Block it. Fight it.
Read it. Write it.
Find your passion. Get excited.
Hit it. Miss it.
Work it. Play it.
Seek the truth and boldly say it.
Hey, it is what it is.
Just some diverging choices mixed with bits of advice to consider when making decisions.
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QUESTIONS & ANSWERS
How did you get started writing children's music?
While teaching English in Taiwan,
a friend asked me to write original poems or chants for class.
Later on I was then asked to set them to music.
I got such a wonderful response,
it just went on from there.
How do you decide which songs to put on the CDs?
When developing the songs, I'd play them in class. If the students turned into Smart Cookies then that would define the song as a perfect ingredient for "Yummy English Snack"
When learning becomes delicious, you just want more!
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