Every day is really wonderful because we are aware that awaken thedawn of the morning, when the sun is shining in the cold, cold winter in cold climates.

Rosie and Lila a poem by Jennifer Jo Fay. A poem about little girls busy in the garden. A poem about sweet little girls and a mother who loves them.

I could be a week dropped upon this spot of earth, dear one, and you, my tender gardener….

Top-a-the morning to you. My name is Farmer Josh and I am well… a farmer. This is my account of the terribly embarrising time I had last year when I got approached by another renegade farmer to do some lambing in the heart of England- Devon.
The account is of so much shame to me that I must share it with you all, it is too much weight for one lone farmer to bare… So sit back, put on your finest reading spectacles and for gods sakes go grab a glass of Scrumpy while you are at it.

Happy Farming
Farmer Josh.

It’s about a bored little boy who finds reading could be fun.

A love lost and a new love discovered. In a beautiful metaphor.

Limerick.

This is a Skeletonic poem about my garden, and how I felt during the last little while when I was waiting for the plants to come up.

A poem about spring beginning and the month of may.

A poem about city life…