Posts Tagged: children’s poetry

Eleanor Farjeon on going bedward

When all the fairy tales are told And young and old go bed ward, Oh, what a debt both young and old For ever owe you, Edward. In darkness lit by dreams come true The years revive their embers And

Eleanor Farjeon on going bedward

When all the fairy tales are told And young and old go bed ward, Oh, what a debt both young and old For ever owe you, Edward. In darkness lit by dreams come true The years revive their embers And

On pretending to be little again

If my Mum was my biggest reading influence when I was a child, then my Gran would have to come as a close second. My Gran has always been a big library user (being a librarian herself), and keeps a

On pretending to be little again

If my Mum was my biggest reading influence when I was a child, then my Gran would have to come as a close second. My Gran has always been a big library user (being a librarian herself), and keeps a

E Nesbit on children’s mischief

Oh when I wake up in my bed And see the sun all fat and red, I’m glad to have another day For all my different kinds of play. There are so many things to do– The things that make

E Nesbit on children’s mischief

Oh when I wake up in my bed And see the sun all fat and red, I’m glad to have another day For all my different kinds of play. There are so many things to do– The things that make

Benny Bellamacina on colour

“If the colour of life turns grey turn the palette the other way”  – Benny Bellamacina  

Benny Bellamacina on colour

“If the colour of life turns grey turn the palette the other way”  – Benny Bellamacina