H: I went to Peggy`s Cove, There was an ocean And I almost dove

(Postcard photo by Dale Wilson)

Peggy`s Cove No. 2 (of 2)
-- by H (then a 9-year-old Grade 3 student)
     written on-site** on June 20, 2014.

    I went to Peggy`s Cove,
    There was an ocean and I almost dove.
    Rocks, grass, and flowers,
    It was raining at that hour.
    There were lobsters, too,
    Daddy, Mommy, and I were wet, so were you!    

** (with some assistance by a walking rhyming-dictionary.) 
Peggy`s Cove is a favourite tourist spot: 
a rugged fishing village on the Atlantic Coast of Nova Scotia.

this little poem "survives" because, as a special favour for grandpa, the poet wrote it on a postcard (see above photo) and mailed it from Peggy's Cove back to his residence (while the grandparents were accompanying the family on a 7-day cruise from Quebec City to Boston). 

but O, H's Peggy's Cove Poem No. 1 is somehow "lost"! from memory (and i am not too sure), it's something like:

        

          When I went to Peggy's Cove

        It was rainy and cold.

        The red and white lighthouse was tall,

        And I was so small ...

        Today, it was all mist and rain,

        One sunny day, I'll be back again!  

Not to be outdone, H's 11-year-old brother also wrote some short poems about how the fishermen caught lobsters with their traps (after a show-and-tell talk by our local guide Bruce) etc. and the exciting 2014 FIFA matches, cheering on his favourite team. (but i just can't find the little poems; they are "hiding" somewhere and the parents' priorities are of course different from the grandpa's.) later on, when the kids were asked to write down their poems again for grandpa, they said they had totally forgotten about them! to them, they were just some fun thing to do at the time, no big deal! (sigh! i was hoping to keep an anthology of their childhood poems... is this such an impossible project?)