Memories of Childhood "Recitals"
So far we have only had one grey day here. The poem which I remember having to recite rather publicly as a small boy does not reflect the first 9 days this year. Plenty of time left though.
Erik's pictures of Holland are beautiful so this poem is hardly appropriate there either...yet..
Marly's on insects is also worth a visit. This is dedicated to them:
By T Hood
No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds!