The Challenge


	The Challenge How I had forgotten what a roomful of little ones can do, It’s really a little bit like the monkey cage at the zoo. With chittering and chattering and all kinds of noise, I think the loudest had to be the little boys. Not knowing to use just a drop or two, Some heaped on the Elmer’s white glue. With brush and paint they showed real gusto, They did pretty good but we saw no Michelangelo. We were just happy the paint stayed mostly off them, As I had given it a chance from none to slim. If challenge happens to be your favorite word, Then help in crafts from K thru third. JRS © 6-25-03 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved