Poems

High Up In The Tree Just my sissy and me So high up in the tree I can almost touch the sky I can spread …

Spring Spring has sprung The bird-Feeder is hung We’ve planted the garden seeds Our yard is full of flowers and weeds Summer is just around …

Looking For Equality Am I different, or is it you?One of us is different, but who? Your skin looks different than mine.I believe that that …