Daisy López Nunci

 

Poems

for

coloring*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE POEM

 

The child looks for a poem,

in the flower, in the tree,

and in all the little things

that God made for you and me.

 

The child looks for a poem

in his mother's loving eyes,

in the whisper of her voice

when she sings a lullaby.

 

The child looks for a poem.

_Where can that poem be found?_

In the sun, the birds, the stars,

in those things that are around.

                             Daisy López Nunci

 

 

 

MY KITE

 

I have a wonderful kite

that loves to play in the sky.

 

A kite like a humming bird

who talks to clouds with no words.

 

A pretty red and blue kite

who sings in the morning light.

 

 

 

A kite who believes that play

is the work of every day.

                     Daisy López Nunci

 

 

MY LITTLE RABBIT

 

I have a little rabbit

fluffy and white;

two little stars enlighten

his loving eyes.

 

We like to walk together

_Never apart-

then I feel a smooth cloud

near my heart.       

                                                                                                                               Daisy López Nunci

 

 

THE WOODEN HORSE

 

Riding on a wooden horse

I found a child on the way.

_Where are you going?, my dear.

_To capture a cloud to play.

 

_Good luck! I said to the child,

I wish you can reach so high

and find a way to the heaven

on this horse with crystal eyes.

                                                                                                                                   Daisy López Nunci

 

 

THE BOAT

 

This morning I made a boat

to go to New York by sea.

_Good bye!_ I said to San Juan.

_Good bye!_ said San Juan to me.

 

Over the waves goes my boat

up and down in the light.

_What a brave sailor, boy!

That keeps New York on your sight.

 

Far away goes my boat,

_Does mother know where I am?

Thinking that she's missing me

to Puerto Rico I came back.

                    Daisy López Nunci

 

 

THE SURPRISE

 

Two birds in a garden

where you can see

a little straw house

swinging by a tree.

 

Two birds in the garden

singing to the nest;

two little sun rays

sleep in the eggs.

 

Tomorrow, in the garden,

_A surprise of love!

Two little birds chirping

as a gift of God.

                Daisy López Nunci

 

 

TO THE FAIR

 

To the fair goes my dog,

to the fair goes my cat;

she wears a pretty bow;

an elegant tie he has.

 

When the people see my friends

walking proudly down the street,

The say to my dog _How handsome!

They say to my cat _How sweet!

 

In the eyes of my dog,

and in my cat's pretty eyes,

little stars of pride and joy

twinkle in the morning light.

                               Daisy López Nunci

 

 

THE BOY AND THE RABBIT

 

Once upon a time

a boy went to play.

He invited Rabbit

to a sharing game.

 

_Please, give me your ears,

your eyes and your tail

and give me your whiskers

as part of the game.

 

_I will be a rabbit

only for a day.

You can be a boy.

_Oh, no! I don't play.

            Daisy López Nunci

 

 

*My gratefulness to Cecilia Rivera Malavé

for the help in the English translation of the poems.