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Martha said she’d seen him.
Apple pie cheeks,
a smile that could melt the frozen ‘tricicles.’
He had a pillow-down tummy,
dragon-proof boots,
woolly mammoth gloves
and clutched Parcel Mountain.
Then came three rings at the door,
as bright as the sun glittered snow.
There was skittering of excitement,
when they scuttled to the hall,
and! There he was.
The postman …
Martha said she’d seen him!
We told her that she had.
Apple pie cheeks,
a smile that could melt the frozen ‘tricicles.’
He had a pillow-down tummy,
dragon-proof boots,
woolly mammoth gloves
and clutched Parcel Mountain.
Then came three rings at the door,
as bright as the sun glittered snow.
There was skittering of excitement,
when they scuttled to the hall,
and! There he was.
The postman …
Martha said she’d seen him!
We told her that she had.
This poem is copyright (©) Laura Cooney 2025
About the Writer
Laura Cooney
Laura Cooney is a writer and spoken word poet from Edinburgh. She writes for both children and adults and is currently working on both a children’s fantasy novel and a single collection of poems for both. Her children’s work has been published most recently in Parakeet Mag, The Toy Press, Little Thoughts Press, The Dirigible Balloon, Northern Gravy and on Brian Moses Blogspot. Find more on X and Bluesky @lozzakidwriting @lozzawriting and www.lozzawriting.com. When she's not writing, she'll be found with her daughters, as close to the sea as possible, seeking shells. There will be ice-cream!
