Leslie is memorizing her final poem for the year. It has been very appropriate for these rainy, dreary days we’ve had lately. It’s called “Rain in Summer” by Longfellow. When you’re smack dab in the middle of a major drought, this poem holds a special meaning. I don’t usually photograph rain, but I did today. …

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I’m sitting in the living room next to Matthew on this lovely spring evening and thinking…probably too much! (Didn’t know that was possible with me didja? 😉 )Anyway, I thought I’d put my few meandering thoughts here. It’s supposed to be written in stanzas of two lines (couplet), but my blog doesn’t want to recognize …

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October’s Party  by George Cooper October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came- The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band. The Chestnuts came in yellow, The Oaks in crimson dressed; The lovely Misses …

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Dear Lauren Kassidy, I remember the day we brought you home,A sweet little bundle of our very own.Your tiny hands and sweet little face,Spread sunshine and smiles all over the place! I rocked you all night, a special time,Savoring the fact that you were all mine!My goal was to care and to love you, dear,Protect …

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My darling son, you are so sweet From the top of your head to the soles of your feet. You are so tender, loving and kind You stop to help one who’s fallen behind. You help out your sisters as they try to play, You show them sometimes a better way. You hold little brother, …

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In 2012, I’m writing a little poem for each of my children. Here are a few words about my baby (who’s not a baby anymore! *sniff sniff*). Thanks for reading. 🙂 My sweet Matthew Ron, Where has the time gone? None can refute  That your smile is too cute! You run around all day, You …

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Leslie Anne, what shall I say? You brighten each and every day! Your tender smile, your gentle way  Is a comfort to me, come what may. Your lady-like spirit, quiet and meek, You most of all do quietly speak. You’ve loved to read and learn and grow, Our Savior you do want to know. I …

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