A BOY IS

TRUTH with dirt on his face,

BEAUTY with a cut on his finger,

WISDOM with bubble gum in his hair,

and theHOPE of the future with a
frog in his pocket.

LITTLE GIRLS

Little girls are made of daisies and butterflies and soft kitty cat purrs

And all the precious memories of times that once were.

Little girls are made of angel's wings and giggles and a firefly's glow

And all the happy feelings, deep inside, that we all know.

Little girls are made of cinnamon and bubbles and fancy white pearls

And snowflakes and rainbows and ballerina twirls.

Little girls are made of sunshine and cupcakes and fresh morning dew,

And these are the reasons, little one, why everyone loves you.

Author: Karen Barnes



Thursday, September 8, 2011

I love Fall

The crisp air.
The smell of leaves and fireplaces.
The crunch of leaves underfoot.
The glorious colors of patchwork trees.
Finding the best and brightest leaf on the ground.
Ironing leaves in wax paper for placemats.
Raking and jumping into a huge pile of leaves.
Apple cider.
Apples eaten off of trees.
Homemade Appleasauce with cinnamon.
Fresh Apple Pie.
Fresh Apple crisp.
Hay rides.
Picking the perfect pumpkin in the patch.
Scarecrows.
Hay mazes.
Connecticut is so beautiful this time of year! I wish I was home...

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