What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge -
... I wish you my dear Friend a week full of dreams With Love Ana
We have roamed the wild country We have seen mountains grow from hills With my brothers and sisters And now our time has came The two-legs have come in And killed all of our prey We are all so confused Because what have we done? The two-legs killed my mother My brothers and sisters too The two-legs has got me. I'll be with my family soon. Now the two-legs is over me As I get one last look At my boloved moon.
Little children, never give Pain to things that feel and live Let the gentle robin come For the crumbs you save at home As his meat you throw along He’ll repay you with a song. Never hurt the timid hare Peeping from her green grass lair Let her come and sport and play On the lawn at close of day. The little lark goes soaring high To the bright windows of the sky Singing as if t'were always spring And fluttering on an untired wing Oh! Let him sing his happy song Nor do these gentle creatures wrong.
Three ghosts knocking on my door, I gave them candy now they want more! Down the street, here comes a nurse, and a mummy clearly under a curse. Thankfully it's only just one night (or my candy bill would give me a fright!) I'm glad it s only once a year So sit back and enjoy - - Halloween is here!
Let Me Live The darkness is closing in Soon I will be gone Why do I deserve this? I've done nothing wrong. I'm thrown in to a crate I feel so cold and alone I wonder what's next The future is unknown. Hundreds of others around me Screaming for their parents I know they will not come They've been shot protecting us. Everyday this happens Innocent animals killed for money Another day, another kill It's not the one bit funny. Do your self a favour If not for you, for your future kids Save us endangered animals Please just let us live! by Amy Carnes (aged 10)
"Someone has said that a friend is a bank of credit on which we can draw supplies of confidence, counsel, sympathy, help, and love. And that is true, for if you have a genuine friend, you possess riches greater than silver or gold. Which, of course, brings us to the other sideof the question: are you, and am I, the kind of friend that others can treasure?"