Angel my Niece
Baptized in church in Minneapolis,
it was a special day I would not miss.
I have a photo of you and me,
we both were smiling happily.
Then when your first Christmas came,
I got to see you once again.
First Christmas for baby Angel my niece,
It was happy and filled with peace.
Then of course I would only see you sparingly.
I have pictures of your volleyball game,
you are a teenager now you don't look the same.
I also have photos of you and with Allisa at your grandma's,
You are very happy just because.
Because you are a sweet and caring girl,
You are precious to the world.
I'm glad I saw you graduate,
It was a glorious and memorable day.
Happy Birthday I also wanted to say,
I hope you received your card I sent your way.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Allisa my Niece
Baby Allisa would grow up to be,
a mother of Mya who is now 3.
I will always have fond memories
of Allisa who is very outgoing and very sweet.
Allisa came with me as helper to my book readings.
She helped set up the props for my set,
She even was helpful and didn't fret.
When Allisa was ten, we celebrate at Famous Daves,
Allisa tells M.C. it's my birthday, to announce it on stage.
She was even a princess in my video shoot,
It was fun, it was a hoot!
I have Halloween photos of the party at the mansion on Lyndale,
when Allisa and her friends had fun to the upscale.
Yes, Allisa takes great photos and even video's too,
we shot a funny video at a middle school.
Yes, by then Allisa was taller than me,
yes, she had grown into a preteen.
I just saw Allisa and her daughter just last year,
I gave niece Mya a toy owl, she was in good cheer.
Thank you Allisa for all the fond memories.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011
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My Niece Allisa
Baby Allisa would grow up to be,
a mother of Mya who is now 3.
I will always have found memories
of Allisa who is very outgoing yet very sweet.
Allisa came with me as an helper to my book readings.
She helped set up the props for my set,
She even was enthusiastic and didn’t fret.
She was even a princess in my video shoot,
it was fun, it was a hoot.
I have Halloween photos of the party at the mansion on Lyndale,
when Allisa and her friends had fun till to the upscale.
Yes, Allisa takes great photos and even video’s too,
we shot a funny video at a middle school.
Yes, by then Allisa was taller than me,
yes, she had grown into a preteen.
I just saw Allisa and her daughter Mya just last year,
I gave little Mya an toy owl, she was in good cheer.
Thanks Allisa for all the found memories,
they will remembered by me.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011
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I’m Maurice Chevalier’s Niece
I’m Maurice’s niece,
I am French like he.
I painted the Eiffel tower,
where he was born,
He is happy, too bad he’s gone.
I could have been
in a movie
with him,
He would sing
to Melodie
'Wonderful Things'.
Like “Thank Heaven For Little Girls”
Thank you Maurice, you’re the
Sweetest Frenchmen in the world.
Now, he is in a photo at piano
with Marilyn Monroe,
they were going to be in
a movie together I thought
you should know.
Now we have
his and Marilyn's
movies, photos and songs,
to play day or
all night long.
See you in Heaven
Maurice Chevalier,
I will sing for your birthday,
a song with Melodie Mezoree’.
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Sarah’s Special Birthday Reading
SARAH’S SPECIAL BIRTHDAY READING
Sun shining brightly in the sky,
Jim is watching with keen eye.
For he notices props
set up for audience to see,
used in “Sarah’s Special Birthday” reading.
Palm Beach photographer shows up soon,
taking photos at high noon.
Children wear costumes with wands in hand,
bringing magic to Krendoll land.
Melodie pops out of box,
she is happy with no socks.
Now Razel doesn’t show her face,
Happy story for children
she has no place.
Then UniCandle unicorn lights the cake,
making children anticipate.
for there is magic in the air,
will Sarah Star receive her present
with moon beam glare?
Happy ending does unfold,
Suzae the storyteller just had told,
A rhyming poem with characters
with special powers,
This all happened within an hour.
Books where signed on the spot,
along with photos that where shot,
to capture the happy memories,
of this day in Lake Worth city.
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Grandma Kay's 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay's 95th Birthday that shined.
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Lake Worth Library Reading
Sun shining brightly in the sky, Jim is watching with keen eye.
For he notices props set up for audience to see,
used in “Sarah’s Special Birthday” reading.
Palm Beach photographer shows up soon,
taking photos at high noon.
Children wear costumes with wands in hand,
bringing magic to Krendoll land.
Melodie pops out of box, she is happy with no socks.
Now Razel doesn’t show her face,
Happy story for children she has no place.
Then UniCandle unicorn lights the cake,
making children anticipate.
for there is magic in the air,
will Sarah Star receive her present with moon beam glare?
Happy ending does unfold, Suzae the storyteller just had told,
A rhyming poem with characters with special powers,
This all happened within an hour.
Books where signed on the spot, along with photos that where shot,
to capture the happy memories, of this day in Lake Worth city.
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I’m Maurice Chevalier’s Niece
I’M MAURICE CHEVALIER’S NIECE
I’m Maurice’s niece,
I am French like he.
I painted the Eiffel tower,
where he was born,
He is happy, too bad he’s gone.
I could have been
in a movie
with him,
He would sing
to Melodie
'Wonderful Things'.
Like “Thank Heaven For Little Girls”
Thank you Maurice, you’re the
Sweetest Frenchmen in the world.
Now, he is in a photo at piano
with Marilyn Monroe,
they were going to be in
a movie together I thought
you should know.
Now we have
his and Marilyn's
movies, photos and songs,
to play day or
all night long.
See you in Heaven
Maurice Chevalier,
I will sing for your birthday,
a song with Melodie Mezoree’.
Written on March 22nd 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Grandma Kay’s 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay’s 95th Birthday that shined.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Funny Times With Rich
Electric guitar plays the sounds,
of Rich’s guitar to the crowd.
The crowd at bar called the Paradise,
in West Palm Beach and it was nice.
Shooting photographs of Rich’s band,
I made interesting photos of Rich
while Augie the lead singer sang.
Now this was in the year 2005,
it was before Clematis really came alive.
Construction mess was just outside,
while band played on really loud.
One night Razel puppet stole the show,
by end of night Augie was red angry with a glow.
Check out Augie’s photo on www.razelpuppet.com
it is a really funny photo of Razel I have found.
Thanks Rich for some happy times,
never a dull moment I can testify.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 24,2011
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Jack The Sailor
Jack I met dancing,
he was a great lead,
He also taught me how to Salsa
he wanted to make me succeed.
he had a Jack Russell who was really sweet.
Now Jack was a sailor on the lakes,
the lakes in MN make no mistake.
Now I hadn’t seen Jack for sometime,
He called out “Melodie” and I knew
he was an old friend of mine.
He had a dance party at his apartment in Minneapolis,
friends where dressed up looking fabulous.
Now Jack wants to sail around the world,
I hope he does and meets his dream girl.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 5,2011
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Sarah Is Princess For A Day
Sarah would be Birthday princess for a day
she would have her "Special Krendoll Island Birthday"
even her stuff toys would join in on the fun-
a birthday party celebration had just begun.
Jewels galore would be on her dress
she would blow out the cake
that never made a mess.
For it was a cake that had an electrical switch
Sarah would light up her birthday candle by
going click, click, click.
Now I have photos of her Princess Days…
Sarah all happy when at a very young age.
May the memories of Krendoll island
have a Special place in Sarah's heart—
Melodie doll and UniCandle unicorn
are never far apart…
They are a part of the childhood days gone past
they are happy memories that are sure to last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 26,2011
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Jack The Sailor
Jack I met dancing,
he was a great lead,
He also taught me how to Salsa
he wanted to make me succeed.
he had a Jack Russell who was really sweet.
Now Jack was a sailor on the lakes,
the lakes in MN make no mistake.
Now I hadn't seen Jack for sometime,
He called out "Melodie" and I knew
he was an old friend of mine.
He had a dance party at his apartment in Minneapolis,
friends where dressed up looking fabulous.
Now Jack wants to sail around the world,
I hope he does and meets his dream girl.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 5,2011
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Sarah Is Princess For A Day
Sarah would be Birthday princess for a day
she would have her "Special Krendoll Island Birthday"
even her stuff toys would join in on the fun-
a birthday party celebration had just begun.
Jewels galore would be on her dress
she would blow out the cake
that never made a mess.
For it was a cake that had an electrical switch
Sarah would light up her birthday candle by
going click, click, click.
Now I have photos of her Princess Days…
Sarah all happy when at a very young age.
May the memories of Krendoll island
have a Special place in Sarah's heart—
Melodie doll and UniCandle unicorn
are never far apart…
They are a part of the childhood days gone past
they are happy memories that are sure to last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 26,2011
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Happiness to a Child
Happiness to a Child
Any happiness I brought to a child,
it was well worth it, all the while.
To see them smile for a mile.
For bringing happiness to a child
is the memories that last,
Last through time to make a happy past.
For they are only a child for a time,
I was happy I was there to bring them smiles.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 9,2011
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Laddy The Protector
Bark, bark is what you would hear,
from Laddy the Sheltie who would bark off your ear.
He was the protector who wasn't afraid,
he would make sure mother Jean was o.k.
He rescued her in the her swimming pool,
she fell in and he pulled on her robe so very smooth.
Photos of Laddy and Shieka my Pom-Shelty pup,
They both sat on chairs, sitting straight up.
They both played and played all day,
Shieka made Laddy happy when Jean passed away.
Now Laddy is with mother Jean,
I hope they are happy once again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Stung By A Bee
Stung by a bee,
I did not scream,
Thumb hurt but I held it in.
I ran to my dad to tell I was stung,
He put ice on it, my thumb felt numb.
See, a couple minutes before in backyard,
I try to capture bee with no regard.
I was just copying what they did on Gilligan’s Island,
I thought I could do it and keep smiling.
Now you heard the saying,
Never try this thing at home,
I never saw it, and I brave things alone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Laddy The Protector
Bark, bark is what you would hear,
from Laddy the Sheltie who would bark off your ear.
He was the protector who wasn’t afraid,
he would make sure mother Jean was o.k.
He rescued her in the her swimming pool,
she fell in and he pulled on her robe so very smooth.
Photos of Laddy and Shieka my Pom-Shelty pup,
They both sat on chairs, sitting straight up.
They both played and played all day,
Shieka made Laddy happy when Jean passed away.
Now Laddy is with mother Jean,
I hope they are happy once again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Vito And Rocco
Two little white Pugs that are brothers,
hard to tell them apart from each other.
Only Vito is the one that is friendly and plays,
Rocco is reserved and stands by at bay.
Vita Dominica was Geraldine’s mother’s name,
Geraldine told me her name means “Life of Sundays”
So Vito was named after Vita you see,
and Rocco was named after the father of Geraldine.
One of the dogs, I don’t know who,
can say “I Love You”
Yes, these 2 pugs get along quite well,
they are quite happy walking together with no bells.
They are full of energy and never run out of steam,
they know how to be good for their “special treat”.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011
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Moving To California
Moving to California will be so much fun,
Visiting all my cousins
Who are Italian.
Like Lydia—she will be so happy,
Acting stories with Melodie.
Then I will have a Birthday show
Were she will be a princess
With all the friends she knows.
I will prosper when I’m out there,
I have to make it if I dare…
Written on March 9th 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Maria And Victoria Play Date
Excited to see me they waited anxiously by door,
within minutes a make believe land was on the floor.
Maria hid Razel right away, hiding her for the rest of the day.
Then of course Victoria would play,
pretend games with Victoria and doll Melodie Mezoree’.
Years later I would give a party for real,
it would be Victoria’s birthday party in the Wisconsin hills.
Again Razel puppet would be hidden and not to be seen,
she would freeze the party for she was mean.
I took photos to remember this time,
a birthday celebration for Victoria
with sister Maria and friends that were kind.
Friends had to find magical treasures
and break the ice spells cast,
Say “Happy Birthday to Victoria”
while she sat in birthday chair at last.
Birthday cake was blown out
and presents opened all about.
More photos were taken of Victoria, Maria and friends
to remember the Birthday Celebration of playing pretend.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 8,2011
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