Arrows for sport,Not war, no warChildren and teensCompete for points On target shapesNot war, nor training for warAll fun.

Spring is here— lambs greet the worldHop, skip, and dribble Joyful babies finding life.

What can it be?You tell me;I've never seen the likeIt clicks and clacks like old railroad tracksLetters on buttons in rows Like the school's front stepsMetal sticks that fly, Black ribbon and a sliding lid. I asked Grandma and she saysThe roller holds paperI like this thing, don't you?But what is it?Oh me, oh myI couldn't try to... Continue Reading →