Well, I owe a whole lot of photos, but they are not going in here yet...I will try to get them here today. I did, however read this poem yesterday and had to post it here today - - Since I fell totally in love with it. Kellan is really developing a love for reading and the boys love all things "make-believe." I have always been a big reader and hope that these little men learn to love it too. Since this blog is a "scrapbook" of sorts...this poem had to make it in here.
The Reading Mother
by
Strickland Gillilan
I had a mother who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,
"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath.
I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.
I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness blent with his final breath.
I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings--
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh, that each mother of boys were such!
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be--
I had a Mother who read to me.
Sigh...every time I read this I get "chills"...LOVE!!
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