Jaclyn D. Crawford Author

 Everything is blooming, Spring is in the air. Two soft bunnies, Hop from here to there. They taste leaves, young and green. They graze upon the tender bean. Nibbing flowers white, purple, and yellow. Above the robins call Call "Good Morning" and "Hello." Moving from flower, Grass and seed. The bunnies feast On Everything. Over here is something tasty. Come and try with me. Hurry over quickly and you will see. Hip hop Nibble nibble Tender strawberry. YUMMMY! That's my jam. 

  Skelly Bone World Tour is coming to a graveyard near you!  Have you ever wanted to mamba with a monster? Salsa with a skelly? Waltz with a witch?   Boogie with the Boogieman? You can do all that and more at the annual Skelly-bone World Tour. If dancing’s not for you- come and enjoy the smorgasbord feast.   The finest foods from ofrendas, all the candy a ghoul can eat, and enough apple cider to satisfy a sea monster. Games include bobbing for apples, pin the legs on the spider and a costume contest for all ages.   One night only- Sunset on All Hallow’s Eve to sunrise on All Saint’s Day.   Come and party with the spirits.   It’s a concert to die for.

  Romeo’s True Love   Juliet has the most beautiful- Cookie. It is shaped like a heart- Be still my heart. ---------------- Romeo, Romeo- What are you looking at? -------------- Run! Cannot talk to her, she is a girl. Even for a beautiful cookie. ------------- What a strange boy, Aren’t they all? ------------- Peeking out from teacher’s desk, Romeo watches Juliet open her cards. Maybe if I ask, she will share, he thought. All the other cookies are boring and plain- Unlike Juliet’s It is frosted to perfection. A cookie by any other name would taste as sweet. ------------------ What does that boy want, Juliet thought? She saw him staring from behind the desk. Maybe he wants to be my Valentine, Maybe he is too shy. Juliet walks up to Romeo and hands him a dainty red Valentine. “This is for you,” she blushed. ----------- Now is my time to be brave- Romeo told himself. “Thank you, my lady. Will you be my Valentine? So that

  Holly, Jolly and Sarah were packing the last gifts in the sled.   Only one last thing to do. Pick the elf who will present Santa with his special Christmas Eve cookies. The elves played rock, paper, scissors to see who would get to help delivery the special plate. Sarah won, this would be her first time. She rushed to the kitchen.   “How exciting, you’re our special helper,” Cook grinned. “I’m a little nervous.” Sarah smiled back. “Don’t you worry, just go slowly and everything will be fine.” Sarah gently took the plate and started off for Santa’s office. Carefully she went. Everything seemed fine when- Crash The plate bounced and the cookies broke.   “Oh no, what can I do now?” Sarah wailed. “I’ll ask Cook for some icing and I’ll glue them back together.” Sarah went back to the kitchen and got extra icing from Cook. Carefully she glued the pieces back together and rearranged them on the plate. Knocking on Santa’s door, she carefully balanced the tray this t

  Little Bones he did creep Up to the door to trick or treat His mask was loose Oops, put it on quick Don’t want to scare anyone I don’t want to spook   I don’t want to fright I want to have fun on Halloween night. The door opened wide A man peeped outside With a bowl full of treats And a smile wide. Trick-or-treat Bones squeaked. “Ahhh! A real skeleton!” The man cried. “No, I’m a black cat. See,” he straightened his mask. “Well, ha-happy ha-Halloween” the man shivered. “Thanks.” Bones smiled. Little Bones the skeleton Loves his candy sweets.

"You’re too chicken to do it,” Sean sneered. The harvest moon shone bright on the two boys.     “I am not.” Jack paused. “Give it here.”   “Remember, you gotta leave it on long enough for me to take lots of good pictures.” Jack rolled his eyes and sighed, “Yeah, Yeah, I know.   Just hand it here.   I can’t believe I lost a stupid bet to you.” Sean picked up a giant pumpkin, “Here you go.” The hole was just big enough for a head to squeeze through. Jack looked hilarious. He peered through the carved-out eyes.   “Hurry so I can get out of here.   Pumpkin guts stink.” Sean took several photos, making sure to try all different angles.   “Alright, that’s enough, help me out.” Jack started tearing at the pumpkin. “Really dude! Help me!” his voice filled with panic. Sean set down the camera and started assisting.   “This isn’t funny man. Get it off.” “I’m trying.” Sean yelled, fear resonating in his voice. They struggled and tugged, yanked, and pulled to no