Small against the black nightEyes wide reflecting the moonlightTheir copper color wet with fearContorting in the shape of a tearDanger silences the thick dark woodMenace and ill will is understoodFear pinched on a face soft and roundShe runs her fingers through curls red brownThis little sprite with tail plump and whiteTakes off in a sprint afraid to fightAs she tears off in this fearful flightHer position is revealed wit...
Once upon a time, there was an unlikely pair of the very best of friends: an ant and a snail. The serene snail lived life slowly, in no hurry. Few could pierce his shell (metaphorically), but when they did, they found he was wise in the ways of the world, and happy in and of himself, and wanted nothing more than for everyone else to be happy as well. The industrious ant, in the manner of his kind, worked hard day after da...
There was once a little bird and she lived free and explored the world. If someone offered her a crumb she would sing and fly for them to make them smile. Late one spring, she found someone who loved her songs and the shimmering sun on her wings so much he would come every day to his window with crumbs of cake to encourage her back. Some days she came, other days she flew around elsewhere, doing other things. She alighted...
