Poem of the Day

“THE SUN RISING” by John  Doone”            ♡  Busy old fool, unruly sun,                Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run?                Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide

Poem of the day…

At the bottom of my garden  There’s a hedgehog and a frog  And a lot of creepy-crawlies  Living underneath a log,  There’s a baby daddy long legs  And an easy-going snail  And a family of woodlice,  All are on my nature trail.  There are caterpillars waiting  For their time to come to fly,  There are