Poetry

In the Woods – a poem about children moving on to school and missing their times of playing outisde in the woods.   In the woods, the children play, laughing, giggling all the day. With muddy hands and grassy knees, they climb the tallest, wobbly trees. They find a spot to sit and rest, and

In the heart of a classroom, vibrant and bright, Preschool children gather with eyes shining light. Each one a young linguist, a marvel to behold, Learning multiple languages, bold and untold. **Verse 1** In English they giggle, in Spanish they play, In French they sing songs to brighten the day. In Mandarin they count, under

In this sacred place, where hearts unite, A nursery so full of light, Let\’s share the love, let\’s make a space, For all the children, let their spirits embrace. For the young ones, their souls so pure, In their innocence, let\’s find the cure, To bridge the gaps, to build those ties, Let\’s welcome them

In the heart of a forest, vibrant and light, Precious young children play with eyes shining bright. Each one a keen learner, a marvel to behold, Learning multiple languages, bold and untold. In English they giggle, in Spanish they play, In French they sing songs to brighten the day. In Polish they count, under the