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The Blackbird is Singing – A poem by Enid Blyton

Something to cheer us up in the post Christmas and New Year slump. Here’s the New Year – now what will it bring? Apples in autumn, bluebells in spring, Pussy-palm soft as a grey kitten’s fur, Poppies a-dancing then summer … Continue reading

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