Peter Twigg

Poem 1:

The sun it gives us light and heat
It brightens us with every beat
Look at the flowers blooming
Look at the trees growing
Look at their leaves blowing
We are all growing
The earth is slowing

Poem 2:

When I take my boat onto the river
I set my mind to reach the bend
With oar in my hand
I’m passing land
Charging through the water
I set my sight to reach that final bend
In order to reach the end