Exploring Vicki's creative juices
Exploring Vicki's creative juices
A red squirrel spies a green acorn among the oak leaves He hurries to hide it in his winter stash. A big, brown bear claws a silvery, slithering salmon From the churning waters of a mountain stream. A jumping jack Russell dashes across the lawn in delight And returns with his favourite chew toy between …
My gnarled and twisted features Mark the seasons of the year, When my branches shoot and bud Then you know that spring is near. And as the weather grows warmer So, my leaves unfurl and shine With the glossy, deep green beauty Of this foliage of mine. My ‘fruit’ grows in tiny, perfect cups, …