A poem for the heart...
I read this to the children this morning during school time and it touched my heart so much that I wanted to share it. These photos were taken this morning.
I'm glad our house is a little house,
Not too tall nor too wide;
I'm glad the hovering butterflies
Feel free to come inside.
Our little house is a friendly house,
It is not shy or vain;
It gossips with the talking trees
And makes friends with the rain.
And quick leaves cast a shimmer of green
Against our whited walls,
And the phlox the courteous bees
Are paying duty calls.
Christopher Morley
I'm glad our house is a little house,
Not too tall nor too wide;
I'm glad the hovering butterflies
Feel free to come inside.
Our little house is a friendly house,
It is not shy or vain;
It gossips with the talking trees
And makes friends with the rain.
And quick leaves cast a shimmer of green
Against our whited walls,
And the phlox the courteous bees
Are paying duty calls.
Christopher Morley
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