Roan

 This little elf—his name is Roan ‘cause on his head red hair has grown
—

has eyes so tiny, fingers three,
and just adores hot rooibos tea!

He lives among the spruce and pine
(is tattooed where the sun don’t shine).
His pockets filled with acorn caps,
and teeny, tiny gingersnaps.

I’ve got a new project in the works - a book of poems about the little people of the forest. All the writing is complete; I’m now creating dolls to illustrate each of the poems. If you know of a publisher who would be interested in this project, do let me know!