I Was the Snow
When I melted,
you couldn’t understand it.
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Beauty for All
The entire room made the turn with my reading, from the fanciful to the wonderful, from the truth of wonderland to the true world that God made.
And I knew in that moment that we had something special on our hands.
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Classic Christmas Poetry to Share
The grouping I include here is perfect for sharing, reading, and rereading at meals and devotions.
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Green Ember Costume Call
It’s that time of year! Whether you’re attending a fall festival, a Halloween party, or a trunk-or-treat, this week is the time when you might be putting together a Green Ember costume for an adorable small person in your life.
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A Recipe with Missing Ingredients
I don’t have cream of tartarand I never zest the lemon,crossing my fingers that clovewill stand in for cardamom.Still, I point to the recipeand tell you I made it—though I didn’t havehalf of what it called for.
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Bed in Summer
If you’re looking to start reading poetry regularly in your family, Robert Louis Stevenson’s A Child’s Garden of Verses is an excellent place to begin. You may be surprised at how some of the poems are already familiar to you! The following poem is one of our favorites from the collection, and it comes first…
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King Arthur and the Giant of Mont Saint Michel
This story features a nasty type of giant that is helpful to portray. It is the classic story of King Arthur and the Giant of Mont Saint Michel. There are many versions you can find online. Some good. Some not so good. This particular one is meant for the ear, which might make it less…
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Kingdom of Tales
What a gift is yours, my friend, What treasure in your care!Beyond the “Once”, before “the end”,Such Kingdoms vast and fair!The mighty Kingdom of High TaleWhere many swords have shined Will open to you without fail;Its keys are in your mind!The narrow Road, the tower gateOf gold and diamonds wrought Will open wide with winds…
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A Lowly Young Squire
“The princess has been taken by the Great Dragon!” the king cried out. Everyone in the village gasped. The dragon was feared by all. Who would dare to rescue the daughter of the king? No one. Except… a lowly young squire. The squire had been on several missions before, accompanied by more experienced knights. Longing…
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My Constant Companion
Editor’s note: As you may know, we occasionally like to feature young authors and poets here at Story Warren. Today’s poem is a debut submission from Madison Horn. Enjoy! My Constant Companion By Madison Horn I don’t remember when I met him.Nor the date or the hour.I only know from the stories that I have…
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I Used to Race the Sun
I used to race the sun. Honest, I did. I was twelve years old and delivered the morning newspaper. In temperate weather I rode my faithful old bike in easy morning air to a small shack and picked up my newspapers for delivery. A darkling, a gray hanging hush in hesitating light and stars without…
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My Kite
Oh, what a joy to fly my kitebeneath the silver cloak of night!The moon a thousand times shall lightits canvas and its strings.The wind blows it all around—sometimes straight into the ground!My mind wanders both to thoughts profoundand to little, silly things.I pull my kite down on its ropeand peer into my telescope;doing this, I…
