Meet Eliza, my 5 year old neice who has wild, red curls and a personality to suit. She is THE cutest little dot with a mind of her own. This is Eliza and her big brother Ryan.
ELIZA WAS A SWEETHEART
Eliza was a sweetheart, the cutest little dot
But when mummy said “Eliza would” – Eliza said [...]
I wrote this poem for a competition. The task was to write in the vein of Banjo Patterson. When I saw the winning entries, I realised I was way off beam, but here it is - my summary of life in a small country community.
I’m just home from the city, where the action is a [...]
I wrote this poem in 2006. I wrote is as part of an application for the ANZAC chaperone competition run every year by the education dept. Dad was a Rat of Tobruk, who never spoke of his experiences in the war, until I pestered him enough one day and he broke down in front of [...]
