The Day My Daughter Took Over Poetry Teatime

The Day My Daughter Took Over Poetry Teatime

by Kristina

I was reading a poem about the color gray, we were eating brownies fresh out of the oven, and outside it was raining loudly, as it often is in our wild little corner of the jungle. It was our weekly poetry teatime and we were gathered around the kitchen table, the scent of cinnamon tea and chocolate mingling with the earthy, mushroom-like tang that comes up from the forest floor during the heavier rains.

Summertime Strawberry Bars

Summertime Strawberry Bars

In the summer when the days are hot,
I like to find a shady spot,
And hardly move a single bit
And sit, and sit, and sit, and sit.*

While you're under that shade tree, have a Poetry Teatime and a summery treat like the strawberry bars below!

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