Child of the Sunborn in high summer:the light of your smileis the light of my day. Child of the Sunwhose smiles without numberdrive all my demonsand darkness away. You’re four years oldand I’ll always remember the day you were bornas a magical day. With a heart of goldjust as wild as it’s tenderHappy Birthday I wish,... Continue Reading →
EIF Poetry Challenge #12: The Poetry of Childhood
'Twas the night before ChristmasAnd all through the houseNot a creature was stirringNot even a mouse...' These are the opening lines of 'A Visit from St. Nicholas' written by Clement C. Moore in 1823: a true children's classic Christmas story told in verse. Childhood is (or certainly should be) a magical time. And Christmas (for... Continue Reading →