When you stop that dumb-bell show-off act, I’ll let you see the Mr Potato Head game I’ve brought. It’s for you. Here’s a potato: stick
Category: childrens poems
Earth Whispers
White when rain whispers it is snow Green when leaves whisper it is spring Blue when sky whispers it is wind Grey when cloud whispers
Learning can be Fun!
Lounging around the kitchen after school can be rewarding. Don’t look now, but I think I see the makings of a science project growing on
Taking My Pen for a Walk
Tonight I took the leash off my pen. At first it was frightened, looked up at me with confused eyes, tongue panting. Then I said,