Life as a Tortoise I wake up on my back I hear the ducks quack Then I get up and stretch Grab my pencils I use to sketch Slowly walk...

via Wix Media The poet’s friend did not know about nature because he lived in the dry desert. What is nature? Poet’s friend asked him in...

via Wix Media In quarantine, we were allowed to walk outside for two hours, from 4-6 P.M. My mom, my sister, and I were taking a walk...