by Hamlin Garland Do you fear the force of the wind, The slash of the rain? Go face them and fight them, Be savage again. Go hungry and cold like the wolf, Go wade like the crane: The palms of...
Wrestling
by Kathleen Fraser I like wrestling with Herbie because he's my best friend. We poke each other (but not very hard) and punch each other (but not very hard) and roll on the grass and pretend to...