Poem

Poem There once lived a young boy named Poem, who didn’t quite know how to rhyme, who fancied the fields and the flowers, his mom felt he’d sing of in time. Young Poem liked rowing and painting, and took well to Latin and Greek, Yet, for all that he grew, both in mind and in…

Jeanne

Based on La Rêverie by Renoir. Jeanne Who would believe that dew drops could birth dimples or that the hope of spring could stir the lily that is my daughter? The water to a forget-me-not field, reaching towards the sun, with the gleam of its warmth in her eyes. My surprise, when in seasons I…