A Seussical for my granddaughter Annabella Elizabeth Schmeider
Annabella scoots out the door.
She has worlds waiting to explore.
Camoflauge jeans, ruby shoes:
She is stalking the land of Oz.
What a mission, and such a cause!
Won't snuggle down in granny's lap.
The good witch hides under a rock.
Munchkins lurk beneath a box.
The Wiz is a bedraggled Pooh.
Magic poppies, screaming monkeys,
made of moss, mud, pods, sticks, and seeds.
Scarecrow, tin-man, ToTo too,
Wrapped round her head, an old fur vest.
Cowardly Lion, last is best.
Being brave isn't what it seems.
Backyards hold amazing treasures,
beckoning to new adventures.
Oz exists where her mind can fly.
Now, bye-and-bye. Now, bye-and-bye.