Our daffodils are blooming, and it reminded me of a poem my beloved Gramma used to say:It isn't raining rain to me, it's raining daffodils
In every dimpled drop I see, wild flowers on the hills
(I think that's right but can't find the actual poem)
Two boys setting out for their first soccer practice
Hollywood Harry....
...hands his glasses off when he gets serious!
My Guys :wub:
They had their first soccer practice tonite, and it was fun and sweet to watch all those adorable kids running around, doing 'drills' and generally being kids! Their coach is kind and patient, the dad of a friend of theirs, and they liked it a lot although competing against another team is a whole new concept LOL
Happy almost-Spring!
Frank Sinatra
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Beautiful sporty boys and beautiful poetry. I feel compelled to recite a poem I wrote in Mrs. Anka's 7th grade English class...ahem...mi mi mi.
Something's coming
Bees are humming
Birds are singing
Bells are ringing
Time to cheer
Spring is here!
Thank you, thank you no applause, just throw cash. Happy Spring to all!
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