Skyscrapers, by Tabitha Brewer

Went to London for the first time last weekend, you know that big city on that big river supposedly the capital Whatever that means Dad had to go there for work said it would be good to “see the sights” and boy, did we see the sights Now, don’t get me wrong I had a...

Infinite Love, by Shuba Mohan

Socks left around. Dishes left out. Room all cluttered. Mouth all pout. Grades not perfect. Words not wise. Spilling some milk. Telling some lies. Though we sigh, Together we ride. Love stays strong. Hearts stay tied.   * Shuba Mohan writes for children and...

New Beginnings, by Emma Phillips

A girl once told me that full stops are new beginnings. Some said she was dotty when she claimed full stops were spots from story-book leopards, entrances to fairy wells or the unhatched eggs of miniscule birds. She called full stops her thought tunnels, the shape an...