There’s a girl with ribbons in her hairRed and yellow and blue so fair!She makes her way down each dayFrom the little blue house, by the forest wayWith bright eyes and rosy cheeksTo the old […]

When I grow up I’d like to beA singer or a writer of poetryI’d be a dancer too, twirling on the stage,Or perhaps a fairy, who’d never fear old age. I’d be a knight, a […]

“Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,Make me a child again, just for tonight!”-Elizabeth Akers Allen Sometimes I wish I could go back to yesterdayAnd re-say all the things I meant to saySometimes I […]

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to […]