Poem: Summer

Most people like summer

They like the sunshine

In fact there's nothing better

And the heat's just fine!

They like the grass to be green

And the sky to be blue

They like the leaves to be green

And the water to be blue

But I must confess

Summer does not agree with me!

That wretched heat is to excess

And the worst of it is the humidity

While most enjoy the summer

With all of it's "charms," they say

I can't help but think it a bummer

To waste three months this way

So if you must: enjoy your solstice

In all of it's drattedness
And I'll enjoy my equinox
No matter if the whole world balks!



By Goldberry

More on The Christmas Tree

Well my tree's up and it's lovely! You know trees always look so small against the sky, but as soon as you try to get them in your living room you realize how large they actually are, mine ended up going in the family room instead because of its ten foot stature! There is something just so thrilling about going out in the cold and wading through the snow in search of the perfect Christmas tree that makes even grown-ups excited and breathless and rosy. I have always enjoyed reading the circular letter by American poet, Robert Frost, entitled simply Christmas Trees.  My favorite line is: 

    A thousand Christmas trees I didn't know I had!

... I can't help wishing I could send you one

In wishing you herewith a Merry Christmas.

I would encourage you to find this short poem, and especially, to find the one formatted as a children's story illustrated by Ted Rand.