One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school.
The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool.
A crumb of cake would be a feast
And last you seven days at least,
A flea would be a frightening beast
If you were one inch tall.

If you were only one inch tall, you'd walk beneath the door,
And it would take about a month to get down to the store.
A bit of fluff would be your bed,
You'd swing upon a spider's thread,
And wear a thimble on your head
If you were one inch tall.

You'd surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum.
You couldn't hug your mama, you'd just have to hug her thumb.
You'd run from people's feet in fright,
To move a pen would take all night,
(This poem took fourteen years to write--
'Cause I'm just one inch tall). 

-- Shel Silverstein

Once I'm in My Bubble Bath

Once I'm in my bubble bath 

I like to stir up more. 

Half the suds go in my eyes 

And half go on the floor. 

The fun is in the bubbles 'cause 

They giggle on my skin, 

And when I stick them on my face 

They dangle from my chin. 

And when I splash them hard enough 

They pop and disappear, 

And then my bath time's over 'cause 

I've made the water clear. 

-- Nicholas Gordon

One day I Wrote Her name

"One day I wrote her name upon the strand.

But came the waves and washed it away.

Agayne I wrote it with a second hand,

But came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray.

"Vayne man," sayd she, "that doest in vaine assay.

A mortall thing so to immortalize,

……My verse your virtues rare shall eternize,

And in the heavens write your glorious name;

Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue,

Our love shall live, and later life renew."

-- Edmund Spenser