Poetry Wednesday

A friendly thought is the purest gift a man can afford to man.
~ Thomas Carlyle


Poetry Wednesday

“It can’t beat us!” Pa said.
“Can’t it, Pa?” Laura asked stupidly.
“No,” said Pa. “It’s got to quit sometime and we don’t. It can’t lick us. We won’t give up.”

Then Laura felt a warmth inside her. It was very small but it was strong. It was steady, like a tiny light in the dark, and it burned very low but no winds could make it flicker because it would not give up.

~The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder; Chapter 30 – It Can’t Beat Us

Just to remind us all (who are thoroughly tired of snow) that it could be worse.

photo (23)

Poetry Wednesday

Another song…

I’m sharing what I posted on facebook yesterday:

I know (and have been enjoying) all the Pete Seeger shares going on here. I had decided not to add to it, but couldn’t help myself. When I was just a little girl, I took “Turn Turn Turn” as my song. I can say that it remains my favorite song. I believe The Bryds version was my first ever 45 record.
And “If I had a Hammer”…well let’s just say that it has become a special song that I share with a special little boy and one that I hope that he remembers for the rest of his life, even if he doesn’t remember why.

Poetry Wednesday

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.

                                                      ~Robert Frost

2010 057

You Are My Sunshine

This – You Are My Sunshine – was my mother’s song for her grandchildren. Many times she sang it to her grandchildren and was able to sing it to almost all of her great grandchildren. It holds a very special meaning in our family.

Now that my daughter has a foster son who is with her indefinitely, I’ve been thinking about my mother a lot more. She would have loved another little one to sing her special song to. Jamie has a picture at the top of her stairs. It’s a big sun and says “You are My Sunshine”. When I was babysitting last week and the little guy and I were headed upstairs to get ready for his nap, he pointed to it and said “Boat”! He loves boats and must have thought the blue background was water. I told him that it was the sun and I sang that special song to him…

In looking for a version of this to share here, I found Johnny Cash (with and without June Carter Cash or Bob Dylan) and Ray Charles and Anne Murray and people I’d never heard of and children and babies. Then I came across this and I know of a couple of my mom’s grandkids that would get a kick out of it so that is the reason for my choice out of so many options.