A Haiku

Many hate pigeons. Then they see joy on child’s face. All things have their place.     David Garlick  

Surrogate

I have a grandpa, a sort of a grandpa. Not really a grandpa, if you know what I mean. He likes to tell stories or read funny poems; changing his voice, which makes it all real.   He speaks of nice dragons or wee frightened monsters; sometimes creepy crawlies, mice, slugs or fast snails. He […]

Children of the World

Children of the world reach out, to touch another land. Children of the world reach out, to clasp an offered hand.   Close your eyes and think about, those children arm in arm. A chain that circles round our world, to keep it safe from harm.   And then in many different tongues, their voices […]

Annie

Mrs. Ferguson was never late. In fact she could not remember when she had ever been late. She often said to herself. Why cant people be on time? Why be a minute late, when you can be a minute early?   Annie was six. Time made no sense to her. Time was a mystery. It […]