THE JOY OF READING

Looking down and pondering deep, At the luminous brook that flows without sleep; I wondered what always kept it so strong, As it passed...

Mom held a piece of crystal, And moved it round and round, In a pail filled with water, As I stood with ‘Jerry’ our hound. The water had...

I took a boat to Neverland, The land of dreams, of riches, of fame; And on the way, I made some friends, A few turned foes; was it part...

A dash of mist on a hot summer day A cup of hot coffee by the freezing bay Her presence is akin to these and more Yes, I call her mother...

There are child prodigies and there are those who are not. Not every child will excel at everything...some will always lag behind. Those...