Grandson (aged 5): There’s a slug in my welly. (Removes welly to take a look.) No. It’s just a rock!
I’m not sure, but I think he was disappointed.
Wisdom of a Child: Slugs
Tag: Haiku
Wisdom of a Child: Spelling
Me: I spy with my little eye something beginning with ‘m’
Grandson (aged 5): A . . . mbulance
Wisdom of a Child: Baldness
Granddaughter (age 8): You have hair on your arm.
Me: Yes.
Granddaughter: Did it fall from your head?
Drifting
Drifting on through time
Winter snow now turns to spring.
New life is dawning.
Trees in Rain
Springtime raindrops fall
See the trees through misty glass
Winter now is past
Greenacre 9 