Andria Warmflash Rosenbaum

Children's Book Author


March 21, 2017

Tags: #World Poetry Day

A poem can be

A symphony

That sings until you care.

A wish

A dream

A tambourine

Demanding that you dare.

A meal

A wheel

That makes you feel and stirs a need to know.

A Sight,

A light,

That shines through night

And leaves a golden glow.

Andria W. Rosenbaum/ all rights


January 27, 2017

Tags: Holocaust Remembrance Day, Six Million, Holocaust

Whispering wind, whisper to me

Open my eyes

For it could have been me,

Counted and numbered and stripped of dignity

To think, that it could have been me.

Children were lost, before they could dream,

Visions were shattered by yesterday's screams.

Battered and beaten and strewn about as waste,

Disposed of in schedule haste.

Ages of dusk

Ages ago

Over the pits, the breeze gently blows,

Six million stars sent up in s m o k e,

Six million souls yet



Stories I hear

Pictures I see

All blend together in Death's imagery

I will remember their whispering plea,

I know …it could happen to me.

Andria Warmflash Rosenbaum/all rights reserved

A Parent's Promise

January 4, 2017

Tags: children, sleep, fears, dreams, protection, trust, hope

The moon hangs high in boundless sky,
Its light a friendly sight,
Its faithful glow will always show,
It soldiers every night.

With dreams so near and hopes sincere,
Your cares will lift away--
To unicorns with painted horns,
Who guard as children play.

So lay your head upon your bed.
Relax your legs and arms.
Breathe in
Breathe out,
Without a doubt
You're sheltered from all harm.

(c)2017 Andria W. Rosenbaum/ all rights reserved


November 27, 2016, Perfect Picture (more…)

October 21, 2016

Hate. Hope.
One destroys. One inspires.
Hate begins as a tiny black seed with angry red eyes. You wouldn't think much of it. You may not even notice it at first. But Hate can not exist alone. Hate is hungry. Ravenous. Insatiable. It feeds on fear. The more fear it creates, the bigger and (more…)


March 10, 2016

Tags: PBs, reading out loud, writing tips

Picture books are meant to be read out loud. They're made to be read to children.

But how many times have you pressed SEND then noticed a glaring problem

with your prose on your next read? Here's a tip to put into practice before your next

submission. STOP. Pull out your smart phone and record yourself reading your

manuscript. (Yes, there's an App for that!) Then play it back and LISTEN:

Does the structure stumble?
Are your descriptions fresh and fun?
Do your characters pop off the page, or fall down flat?
Does the plot move forward, or meander?
Does your dialogue trip the tongue, or flow naturally?
Do your words …sing?

Listening allows you to take a step back and be objective about your word choices.

A recording lets you to hear what's working and what's not. And who doesn't

love listening to someone else read?


March 10, 2016

Sun's shift seems slight,

winking at Earth,

warming the wind,

bathing the ground

all around--

calling on green to

enter the scene.

©Andria W. Rosenbaum


September 21, 2015

Tags: Autumn, Fall, weather

Summer left us


Packed her bags...her green...her light.

Fall moved in

With brown and breeze,

Claimed--with crispness

Grass and trees.

Andria W. Rosenbaum/all rights reserved


May 8, 2015

I will be a bee,

busy with buzzing,

focused on finding

the sweet treat of nectar, waiting within

every bloom.

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February 20, 2015

Thick liquid limbs

Sentry the Serengeti

Like great, gray ghosts

Hosting family


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