I hope everyone has some fantastic books planned to read this weekend. I can’t help but remember that this time last year I was in Hawaii having an amazing holiday and reading some fab books by the pool.
Anyway, here is my chosen poem.
‘…fears are paper tigers.’
A ribbon in her hair and mud on her dress
Amelia climbs too high
then, like any child in a tree,
blinks at the dizzying ground and sky.
Amelia spreads the map on her knees
to light the Atlantic with her torch.
She taps the fuel gauge, adjusts her course.
The stars seemed near enough to touch.
Amelia’s red Vega roars around
a world of cloud and sun and time,
and whenever a child defeats
her fears, Amelia still climbs.