41. Story Telling
Famous Poem
Most every night when they're in bed,
And both their little prayers have said,
They shout for me to come upstairs
And tell them tales of gypsies bold,
Famous Poem
Most every night when they're in bed,
And both their little prayers have said,
They shout for me to come upstairs
And tell them tales of gypsies bold,
Grandpa sat with cigar at his side (rarely in his mouth), his bushy gray eyebrows and mustache crouched in intense concentration, a chess piece or book in hand in most of my memories. But...
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This vase may be quite tiny,
but its importance is monumental and grand!
For the love that went into each picked "flower,"
was carefully chosen by your child's small hand.
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Give them love and a little cue,
They are the flowers with different hues.
Teach them to be fearless and strong,
Time is a thief, in the night so silent,
Stealing moments, tender and vibrant.
From cradle's first cry to the first step so bold,
In a blink of an eye, the story of growth is told.
If I were a magician with dancing eyes,
I’d grant all your wishes for a smile.
Sunny skies full of waltzing butterflies,
New friends to share your toys (for a while).
Famous Poem
When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
It's so great. I read this poem when I was in 7th grade. I love it so much.
My daughter has a best friend
who'll never leave her side.
They've been close since she was small.
He's been there as her guide.