O to have my life henceforth a poem of new joys!
To dance, clap hands, exult, shout, skip, leap, roll on, float on,
To be a sailor of the world, bound for all ports,
A ship itself, (see indeed these sails I spread to the sun and air,)
A swift and swelling ship, full of rich words—full of joys.
complete poem here. Be sure to visit Sheri Doyle for Roundup! And think of me enjoying students today at Crestline Elementary School in Birmingham, Alabama! Pictures coming soon of my recent adventures. xo