flowers – Robin’s Nest

Gazing at Spring

by Xu Tao Flowers bloom:no oneto enjoy them with.Flowers fall:no onewith whom to grieve.I wonder when love’slongingsstir us most -when flowers bloom,or when flowers fall?

by Nicola Davies UK children’s poet The day war came there were flowers on the window sill and my father sang my baby brother back to sleep. My mother made my breakfast, kissed my nose and walked with me to school. That morning I learned about volcanoes, I sang a song about how tadpoles turnedContinue reading “The Day War Came”