Poetry

This has been Lydia's favorite poem for a while -

from The Wind and the Moon

Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out;

You stare

In the air

Like a ghost in a chair,

Always looking what I am about--

I hate to be watched; I'll blow you out."

-George MacDonald

And a favorite of mine, for the season -

Fall, Leaves, Fall

Fall, leaves, fall: die, flowers, away;

Lengthen night and shorten day,

Every leaf speaks bliss to me

Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow

Blossom where the rose should grow;

I shall sing when night's decay

Ushers in a drearier day.

-Emily Bronte

And an acrostic written by Ty -