Introducing Young Children to Poetry

“Owl, what is poetry?” “Oh, poetry! Poetry is bright stars in the branches, moonlight on the grass, and silent wings to take me wherever I go. Goodnight, dear Daniel,” she whispers, and flies off into the night.

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Free….

Her feet sunk as the waves crashed the shore,
being pulled in filled her eyes with tears.

No longer a wandering sailboat,
desperately seeking a lighthouse. Read More

Loveliest Shades

I can’t see your eyes,
yet my heart yearns to drown in their chamber of reflection. Read More