I lay in my bed While the leaves turn red. The sun goes down, But I don't frown. I wake up to the smell Of a cup filled with apple cider. As I drink outside I watch with fascination a spider.
I love my husband and four children. He does ministry. I do homeschooling mostly. Charlotte Mason informs my educational philosophy. Lots of cream and sugar in my coffee gets me going in the morning.
1 comments:
What a nice poem, Elizabeth! I don't know if you are going to be an artist or a writer. Maybe just creative in several areas--right!
Love you.
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