I am reading my children poetry from The Oxford Illustrated Book of American Children’s Poems and I thought today’s poem was worth sharing. I am overtired and a bit of a sap but I couldn’t hold back tears. This poem led us in to a great conversation about metaphor, struggle and civil rights. Mother to Son by Langston Hughes Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair. It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And... Read more