Tomorrow is officially spring----but the weathermen do not talk that way. COLD_SNOW_NASTY! I found a poem in one of moms OLD Ideal Magazines which I thought was worth sharing.
THAT TIME AGAIN!
Lift up your hearts men, rejoice and sing,
At last we've come to the first day of spring.
Bid fond farewell to the ice and snow,
Get out the lawn mower, rake and hoe.
Old man winter has gone on his way,
And spring, we hope, is here to stay.
The first spring flowers have burst forth,
The wild geese are winging their way to the north.
The lark and the bluebird sing out their praise,
For this wonderful spring and the warm sunny days.
Clean up the yard and pick up the trash,
Get out the ladder and remove the sash.
Wash all the windows, the back and front doors,
Clean off the walks and scrub the porch floors.
Remember the early bird catches the worm,
So let's get it done before the next storm!
Not a very eventful week-all about the same. Took Pugsley to see Dad. He loved that. Stayed about an hour. He is getting therapy on his legs to see if they can be strengthened at all. Hard for him to walk too far and to get up.
Just remember---
The longer we live, the more that we know,
Old age is the time for wisdom too show.
Who knows how much good some word we might say,
Could do for that one who's wondered away?
3 comments:
Beautiful poem - we are so excited for spring!!! Come on in!
Very nice poem. It totally reminded me that I shoud wash the windows. They are awful!
Great poem. You have had those Ideal Mag. for a long time. I remember paging thru them as a kid. Always had beautiful pictures. Don't remember reading any poems though.
See you tomorrow.
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