Our poem of the week: Windrest

Each week we have a poem of the week. On Fridays we handwrite and illustrate it. This week our poem of the week was Windrest, by Laura Ranger, a young New Zealander who had a book of poetry published when she was 10 years old. She wrote this one when she was 7.

Here are Noah and Jet's illustrations of Windrest:

WINDREST

At Windrest cottage garden

the wind has a holiday

from blowing.

It rests in the summerhouse

while the sweet birds sing

and red roses clamber

up the fence.

I walk barefoot

in mud and grass

past the waterlilies

and flowerbeds.

Shhhhh the flowers

are sleeping

and the hydrangea

is night blue.

I find a small

treehouse

where sweetpeas

tiptoe up the wall.

The wind is homesick

and feeling faint.

She arrives home sighing

in the garden.

A dovecote sways

in the olive tree.

Laura Ranger, age 7