Thursday, July 14, 2011

Monday, July 11, 2011

Monday's Poems

I Like to See it Lap the Miles
By: Emily Dickinson

I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step

Around a pile of mountains,
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
And then a quarry pare

To fit its sides, and crawl between,
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill

And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop--docile and omnipotent--
At its own stable door.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Thursday's Quotes

"We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails." -Dolly Parton

Monday, July 4, 2011

Monday's Poems

The Cow
By: Robert Louis Steveson

The friendly cow all red and white
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;
And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.

Today is one of my favorite holidays. I found it more enjoyable once my son saw the fireworks for the first time. Kids always make things better. =) Happy 4th of July!