Idaho Press-Tribune Cavalcade - Roberts Legacy
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April is National Poetry Month. I was reminded when I went to visit one of my favorite blogs, Inland Empire Girl. Click on the name to visit her. I doubt I will get a poem posted each day, but I'll try for a few. I do love poetry of all kinds. I selected two in honor of the unpredictable springtime weather. I'll start with Emily Dickinson.
Nature
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The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.
(Free Image from The Graphics Fairy)
And, one from Robert Louis Stevenson,
for the child in us...
for the child in us...
Rain
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
