Children's Poetic Short Story--Mommy's Magical Kisses--Skippy the Dream Bear
A mother's kiss is more than it ever seems. Tommy and his bear Skippy travel through an adventure, thanks to mommy's magical kisses!
This is my first attempt at a Children's Poetic Short Story. Thank-you for taking the time to read this, all comments and suggestions are always welcomed.
Mommy's Magical Kisses--Skippy the Dream Bear
“Mommy, thanks for making Skippy a pirate outfit.”
“You’re welcome, Tommy.”
She tucked me into bed
and kissed me on the head.
“Don’t forget to kiss Skippy?”
Skippy is a special bear
and with mommy’s magical kisses, we can travel anywhere.
Without another peep,
we drifted off to sleep.
With my favorite bear in hand,
we drifted swiftly to our dreamland.
We flew high
above the clouds and through the sky,
over the tallest mountain’s peak,
and soon to the ocean, we came to seek.
“Skippy, look over there.”
We floated above the ocean’s waves
and walked over towards the shore’s caves.
With our wooden swords in hand,
we walked carefully across the soft white sand.
Climbing over the large wet rocks,
we finally arrived at the rickety docks.
Several scurvy pirates prepared our boat;
we were ready to see it float.
Marching aboard the pirate ship,
I held onto a rope so we wouldn’t slip.
“Welcome aboard, Captain Tommy.”
“Arr, matey!” I had eagerly said
as I placed an eye patch on my head.
The bearded pirate dressed in red
told me that his name was Pirate Fred.
Even with his long hooked arm,
I knew that he wouldn’t cause us any harm.
Skippy raised the pirate flags,
made from very old tattered rags.
With the scurvy pirates ready to go,
we traveled through the tide that was low.
We headed towards the far east
and then we met with a monstrous sea beast.
His tentacles were long and slimy;
Pirate Fred and I yelled “Oh, Blimey!”
Skippy and I with our wooden swords,
danced across the ship’s long boards.
Stabbing our swords in the air,
we gave that beast a good scare.
The beast slid back into the sea,
we all cheered full of glee.
Shooting across the night’s sky
a tarnished paper caught our eye.
Dancing across the sea’s cool breeze
it landed in Skippy’s hand with ease.
Much to our surprise,
it showed us the where a treasure lies.
Headed now on a different course,
quickly the winds blew us with a steady force.
Nearly at the Island of Sap,
we found a landmark on the map.
Parrots squawked above my head,
saying dry land was just ahead.
"Land Ho, Mateys!"
Our boat crashed softly on the shore
and now we headed through the island’s core.
A large black X marked the spot;
with shovels in hand, we dug a lot.
Deeper and deeper we dug the hole;
finally, we reached our ultimate goal.
The chest filled with glittering gold,
it was more than we could hold.
Pirate Fred placed something on our arms
he told us that we earned the good luck charms.
We said “Good bye!” to Pirate Fred
and then flew back home in my comfortable bed.
With my eyes open wide,
I saw Skippy lying by my side.
Dangling from my thin wrist,
the charms caused my eyes to mist.
I finally had proof from my dream that mommy’s kisses are more magical than they seem.
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