Feeling Like a Poem
I love poetry. When the girls were school age, I used to love to take out my big book of Favorite Poems and let them pick out poems and I would pick out poems; sometimes they would even illustrate some of the poems. One year, Leah put together a whole book of poems that she composed herself. Yes, I still have it! Today is sunny and the birds are singing in the trees. There is a gentle breeze blowing. And I am feeling nostalgic, so I once again turn to my big book of Favorite Poems . Who Has Seen The Wind ~Christina Rossetti Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.