First cut down a tree,
In order to make you thee,
A pickaxe with which to mine,
The stone will take some time!
Make a good brick house,
So big you're like a small Mouse!
With a pool thats so big,
It took you a whole day to dig!
Make a pin for sheep, Pig and cow,
Don't forget horse, cat, bat and chicken now!
Build anything that you want,
I don't think there is anything that you can't!
My favorite thing to make are buildings,
In all of my searches findings!
Make the floor and the walls,
Put in the pretty front doors and the Halls!
Up to the ceiling and the roof,
Filled every block with feeling and something that seems aloof!
But that's just me: Sarah A. W. Parish,
You, however can build whatever it is that you wish!
About the Creator
Sarah Parish
I believe in symbiosis, and that there is a singular dominant God of the universe,
Also, the love poems are dedicated to my husband, and the rest are dedicated to my family!
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