Monday mornings are a little slow going. After a weekend of rambunctious rumpus with my little wild things, it can be a little hard to jump right into our Monday morning. So we don't. We ease into it with a tea party and poetry.
This week we read some lovely winter themed poems to go along with our winter exploration we are doing this season.
Their favorite poem this week was
'Something Told The Wild Geese'
By Rachel Field
Something told the wild geese
It was time to go.
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, - "Snow."
Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned,- "Frost."
All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly,-
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.
And there was some Robert Frost
And several others that we also enjoyed, leaving us excited about the coming snow and pondering the wonders of winter.
Today the snow is falling outside, covering our little world in a blanket of white and the kids are convinced it was our winter poetry that brought winter blowing in.
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