This is my playground for poetry written for children with ideas and inspiration for writing your own poems. Come on in. Sit for a spell, have a cup of words to swirl around and make your own cup of poetry. I'm so glad you are here. I hope you'll find the Kingdom of Poetry a fun place to be.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Saturday, April 11, 2015

In the dawn
across the lawn
comes a fawn.

Down the hill
standing still
deer eat their fill
wait the kill.

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