Secret Games
Parachute taut,Torn and tetheredIn the tall tree,The goat nibblingAt the green fernWhere, guardedly,We hid playingInfancy’s dearMisdemeanours -And in due timeThus multipliedThe mimes of fear.
Secret Games
Parachute taut,Torn and tetheredIn the tall tree,The goat nibblingAt the green fernWhere, guardedly,We hid playingInfancy’s dearMisdemeanours -And in due timeThus multipliedThe mimes of fear.
Congratulations to Fiona Larkin for winning the National Poetry Competition. We said this morning we had just three left of her 2020 debut...
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