These I have loved since I was little:
Wood to build with or to whittle.
Wind in the grass and falling rain,
First leaves along a country lane,
Yellow flowers, cloudy weather,
River-bottom smell, old leather,
Fields newly plowed, young corn in rows,
Back-country roads and cawing crows,
Stone walls with stiles going over,
Daisies, Queen Anne's lace, and clover,
Night tunes of crickets, frog songs too,
Starched cotton cloth, the color blue,
Bells that ring from a white church steeple,
Friendly dogs and friendly people.
~ Elizabeth-Ellen Long
Wood to build with or to whittle.
Wind in the grass and falling rain,
First leaves along a country lane,
Yellow flowers, cloudy weather,
River-bottom smell, old leather,
Fields newly plowed, young corn in rows,
Back-country roads and cawing crows,
Stone walls with stiles going over,
Daisies, Queen Anne's lace, and clover,
Night tunes of crickets, frog songs too,
Starched cotton cloth, the color blue,
Bells that ring from a white church steeple,
Friendly dogs and friendly people.
~ Elizabeth-Ellen Long
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