Poem of the Day

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The offering

by Jenny Erlanger

Today she brought a lizard’s tail

and dropped it at my feet.

and yesterday a mangled snail

was offered as a treat.

 

A present helps me when I’m flat.

It gives me such a lift

but not when it’s the family cat

delivering the gift.

 

 

Poem of the Day

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Birthday Eve

by Nadine Cranenburgh

 

My presents are boxed up all brightly

I’m not sleepy, not even slightly

When I hear my dad snore

I’ll unwrap three or four

Then wrap them back up again tightly