Sunday, February 28, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
What a prize I found.
A heart-shaped key hole door.
If this door could talk,
what stories I could hear.
Stories of long ago before I was born,
of how it was to live in the 1800's
with no electric, only candles and oil lamps.
No TV, computers or cell phones,
just good old conversation with loved ones,
story telling, games and classic books.
Early to bed and early to rise
along with the sun's light.
Everybody had a job to do
in the house and on the farm.
And Sunday....Sunday was a day of rest
Oh, what a prize I found in this door!