Posted in Just For Children



Little Boo Boo Snorkle was following the others, down the jungle trail, through twisting vines and dusty paths, which led to the only water around. Sweet, fresh water which had recently fallen from the darkening skies many miles from his home. He had a secure hold on the little tail of his brother who in turn had a hold on the tail of their mother, who in turn had a hold on the tail of their father who had taken the lead upon this winding, adventurous journey.

As they turned this way and then that way and then this way again, the head of this jungle-train would be going one way and the rear would be going the other. Can you picture that? Let’s sing a little song as we watch them …

“Swing your little tail
Little Boo Boo Snorkle
You’re like a ship’s propeller
Steering from behind
You may be only little
But you have great power
So swing your little tail
As through the jungle you wind”

I’ll let you keep singing as I continue with the story. So there were the four elephants pushing through the thick overgrowth, trying to make it to the watering hole before it became dark. Daddy Elephant would trumpet loudly every time there was a fork in the path to let the others know they were changing direction. One trumpet meant we’re going right, two, left, three, duck (although this was mainly for Mother Elephant) and four, it’s time to rest.

Well the four trumpets had sounded. It was time to rest and eat and after an hour of sleeping and filling their giant tummies off they went again. Not much further to go … when suddenly … Daddy Elephant started making some very strange noises. He started trumpeting; but wouldn’t stop and this caused great confusion down the elephant line. Father went to the left, Mother to the right, Brother followed Mother and Boo Boo didn’t know which way to go. His little tail was already in overdrive because a swarm of flies had decided play hide and seek around him and he was madly swishing and swashing trying to shoo them away.

Next thing you know Boo Boo had let go of his brother’s tail and was flying like a helicopter through the trees. Or should I say ‘elicopter’! He flew here and he flew there. He flew everywhere and his little tail was spinning so fast it propelled him way ahead of all the others; but in the process, wonderfully cleared the path for them. Hellllllppppppp me, someone hellllllppppppp! In and out of the treetops he flew, narrowly escaping bumping his head as he went. What was lovely though was that his little head did brush the oversized blossoms up high and rarely seen by elephant eye, and they released a heavenly perfume which enabled his family to follow and find him. Yes, they found him, eventually. Where? You guessed it … at the watering hole, having a wee ’old time splishing and a-splashing and cooling off. His family thought he was lost; but he knew exactly where he was and he was loving every minute of it.

No Boo Boo Snorkle wasn’t lost, he was just ahead of himself and in the turmoil of all that trumpeting, he had found himself and his role in life. He was a natural born leader and he grew into a very large, fun-loving Snorkle. He also found out what had been the trouble with his father all those years ago … too many salty peanuts and not enough water, the salt had caused a chain reaction, hence the trumpet sounds became stuck on replay …

© 2016 Liana Wendy Howarth

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Posted in Just For Children, Poems

Little SnowBelle Snowflake

beautiful christmas tree with candle and snow flake balls vector

Little SnowBelle Snowflake, she
Fell out of the sky so grey
Following all of her friends
On this Christmas wintery day

Oh! Sweet little white Snowflake
Catch uppity up up up
Open wide your snowy arms
Fly, oh! no back up, back up

I’m flying, flying, flying
In, out, wait for me, me, me
Where are you, the sky’s all white
Snow’s in my eyes, I can’t see

Ow, bang, bump, ouchity ouch
Something spiky-green reached out
And now she’s hidden from view
Little frozen tears about

Whiter, the day grew so dim
And little SnowBelle, she cried
Cried herself to the night’s sleep
But morning sun, her tears dried

So lost, wondering what to do
All of her friends had long gone
Christmastime, a joyful time
Was happening without Belle’s song

Then suddenly she did hear
Laughter, fun and Christmas glee
Little children hanging lights
Upon her new Christmas tree

Then she saw how beautiful
In being lost, she’d become
The others, they had melted
She meanwhile glistened and sung

Sung because they had placed her
Way, way up, up, up atop
Of the dear old Christmas tree
No more to fly and then drop

© 2015 Liana Wendy Howarth


Posted in Christianity, Just For Children, Songs


Kids Signing Christmas Carols

Who will ring the Christmas bells
And fill the streets with cheer
Little children, do gather round
And break silence from off the year

Who will ring the Christmas bells
And fill our hearts with joy
Little children, do gather round
Calling every sweet girl and boy

Who will ring the Christmas bells
And fill our homes with hope
Little children, do gather round
And dance along with skipping rope

Who will ring the Christmas bells
Tinkle – ling – ling – ling – ling – ling
Christmas bells oh! let them ring
Tinkle – ling – ling – ling – ling – ling

© 2013 – current Liana Wendy Howarth

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Posted in Just For Children, Poems

What Time is it Friend Bear? (A Children’s Poem)

cute pink bear illustrator vector flowers line draft

Little Bear was playing sweetly midst the meadow green
Playing with his friend, completely lost in sights unseen
And the sun shone brightly as they leaped and jumped for joy
This has to be much better than any food or toy

“Remember, my little one, his mother had impressed
You must be home for dinner and in time to get dressed
We have some very important friends coming tonight
So you’ll need to look bright and clean and calm in our sight”

So every ten minutes, Little Bear stopped running and
Stopping still in his tracks and on all four feet did he land
Was heard to say, “What time is it Friend Bear, is it time
Did you hear, ’cause I didn’t hear, did my alarm chime?”

“No, no, Little Bear, please stop stopping and asking me
We’re losing time and shadows are falling on that tree
Just give me a minute and I’ll come up with a plan
And taking off quite so suddenly, Friend Bear, he ran

Ran behind a distant hill, to where the daisies grew
And gathered twelve little white and pinky blossoms new
Made them into a daisy chain for Little Bear’s neck
Then back to find him and singing, he did quickly trek

“Twelve little daisies, twelve little daisies for my friend
For my friend and every time he asks me, I’ll just send
Send him a shout and tell him, take one daisy away
One for each ten minutes, twelve daisies will last the day”

“’Cause we have only two more hours before you must leave
Six daisies for the first hour will leave you six to cleave
And when you’ve reached the last one, you’d better hurry home
There’ll be only ten minutes left, no time left to roam”

“Oh thank you thank you kind Friend Bear, ’tis the sweetest thing
Anyone’s done for me and now my heart wants to sing
Let’s keep on playing, I know when each ten minutes end
Together we’ll count the daisies down my dear bear friend”

© 2015 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Just For Children, Poems

Sally Sunflower and Super Bee (A Children’s Poem) … We All Have a Purpose

Blue Star Bee with Open Arms
Sally Sunflower, Super Bee
Gently swaying in the breeze
Oh! Now where did he go, that little bee?
Hang on a minute, I’m Super Bee!

In between the petals bobbing
Tickling Sally as he went
There he is, where? … He’s gone again!
Like a fish through seaweed bent

Weaving in and out and in
Playing hide and seek, peek a boo!
Whistling a hap-hap-happy tune
’Cause that is what little bees do

Are you talking about me?
I can see no little bee
I see a strong and mighty bumble bee
Sally, please tell them all about me

Dear sunflower family
Yes, listen to my dear friend
I was so lonesome and all on my own
SB’s seen me through to trouble’s end

’Cause as he wove in and out
He gently took my black seeds
Buzzingly shared the big load with others
Scattered them nearby and met my needs

Because of him, you are here
And I’m no longer alone
Please let him know he’s appreciated
And as Super Bee may he be known

© 2015 Liana Wendy Howarth

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Posted in Just For Children, Photography, Poems

Louis Whiskers McBear (A Children’s Poem)

Louie Louie Louie BearLouie Louie Mackie Bear
Ran round and round the kitchen chair
Chased his whiskers for a dare
Louie Louie Mackie Bear

Couldn’t find his whiskers there
He’d searched here, there, everywhere
Oh! You’re so funny Louie Bear
Look in the mirror … just stop and stare

And there they were, a perfect pair
Of whiskers grey and groomed with care
There they were, all tickly and bare
For Louie is grey … grey is all he will wear

Yes, Louie Louie Mackie Bear
After running round and round the chair
Caught his whiskers and won the dare
Louie Louie Mackie Bear

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Just For Children, Poems

Bumble Bees and Jelly Trees (A Children’s Poem)

cute cartoon bee vector

Bumbly Rumbly Bumble Bees
Buzzing round the jelly trees
Collecting honey, woops a sneeze
Oh! Hand over mouth, if you please!

Bumbly Rumble Bumble Bees
Humming for joy on the breeze
Honey too strong and now they wheeze
Oh! Grab a coat or else you’ll freeze

Bumbly Rumbly Bumble Bees
Buzzing round the jelly trees
Sweet nectar brings them to their knees
Sneeze, wheeze now gone, buzz Bumble Bees

© 2015 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Healing, Hope, Illness, Inspiration, Just For Children, Loss, Love, Poems, Songs, The Beauty of Creation, Trials & Blessings

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