.jpg)
Joan and I don't usually post a second time in support of a work, but this one I love so much. I'm sharing a phrase from Polar Bear Night for Poetry Friday. Enjoy it with your totz!
The little cub leaves her warm,
soft mother, so deep asleep.
She sets out for the snow and sky and
sea and ice, and the moon follows.
Beautiful! May your day and night be filled with poetry.
1 comment:
I did pick this up from the library. I love it too, Lorie Ann. I love the art and the story. So it deserves 2 mentions.
Post a Comment