Red Bucket Ship Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

I am sailing the blue seas in my red ship
A compact tub my doting grandma gave me.
I will test my mettle in guardianship,
Steer this vessel through the waves skillfully.

Raise up the mast, turn on the faucets!
I'm the little captain of great naval fame!
No stormy waters mar this trip that sets
To reach my dear land and finish my game.

This tub rides the whales, knocks down those sharks,
As we travel 'neath the bath's pouring shower,
Before Mama gives the towel, we must embark-
Sail on, sail on! (Now where's that anchor?)


Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~02.07.15