Well, that's done.
Until next time...
...but in the meantime, I'll set down a little children's poem I wrote last summer before we left Ohio and moved to the desert. Maybe I'll want to come back and read it again later. It's meant to have pictures, but I don't draw. I think the poem isn't much without the visuals, but that's what your imagination is for, and that's what the poem is encouraging anyway.
Letter Play on a Summer’s Day
The ends of my swing set are held up by A’s. (swing set)
The horizon is dotted with B’s of hay. (haybales)
There’s a C from a pot that has been taken away, (watermark)
And a D on the nose of my gentle Faye. (cow’s splotchy nose)
The old wooden fence is E after E. (fence)
The breeze blows an F in the willow tree. (branches)
On its bark grows a G of mossy green. (mossy knot)
In the garden, on a wire H, climbs sugar snap peas. (trellis)
Clinking I’s dance to their own summer tune. (windchimes)
I lean in a J to gaze at the day moon. (narrator on porch)
Sideways K’s have their lunch at noon. (donkey’s eating)
Four L’s wall the flower beds, crimson and blue. (garden walls)
The weight of a child reveals an M. (boy on trampoline)
The American flag flaps fabric N’s. (flag)
Watermelon O’s have been pecked by hens. (watermelon)
A red P means there’s a letter the mailman must send. (mailbox flag)
Crawfish hide in the R stream bed. (stream)
A worm wriggles S as baby birds are fed. (worm)
Shiny blue T’s flit and float overhead. (dragonflies)
A flock of tail-feathers and U-beaks are lovingly led. (goslings/mother goose)
Wasps dive from their hive, a V upside down (wasp nest in eaves)
Green W’s adorn plump fruit like a crown. (strawberries)
The trains cross an X as they travel through town. (train tracks)
A treehouse rests in the Y of an oak. (treehouse)
Burned brush and orange embers send up Z smoke. (dying fire)
Now it’s your turn to find A to Z!
Go outside and see what YOU see.
Simply squint your eyes and furrow your brow.
Search the ground, left and right, then up in the clouds!
