The following manuscript is my first attempt at a children’s picture book that was inspired by my granddaughter and her affection for feeding our chickens with my husband-Poppie. I have an avid interest in children’s literature and am desirous of professional and honest feedback on developing my skills in this genre.

Chickens in the barn yard

Pecking at the ground

Search for bits of food to eat,

There’s little to be found.

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Chickens of all colors,

Speckled, white, and black,

Search for bits of food to eat

In every nook and crack.

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Chickens big and chickens small,

Strutting all around

Search for bits of food to eat-

Now, do you hear that sound?

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Chickens running to and fro

Because they have a hunch

Someone’s bringing food to eat;

Oh, yes! It’s time for lunch!

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Chickens clucking noisily;

They all fly from their nests.

It’s Poppie with his bag of feed

And Baby as his guest.

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Baby in the barn yard

Sits on Poppie’s knee

To toss the bits of food to eat

And claps and laughs with glee.

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Chickens in the barn yard

Pecking at the ground,

Find the bits of food to eat

That Poppie throws around.

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Now lunch time is over;

It’s time for hens to nest.

And Poppie and his baby

Go home to take a rest.

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