I can't believe it is already October! It definitely does not feel like October. It has been cold and rainy, not crisp and cozy like it should be! Looking back at previous posts (there's not very many to look at...) I have come to the conclusion that A. Home coming went pretty well considering that Bear River won, B. Dance is extremely fun, and our jazz dance is my current favorite, and finally C. I was wrong about the school books, their still coming in full force! I am currently setting up a flower garden and I am hoping to put the bulbs in the ground soon. We are also turning an old bookshelf/cabinet into a raised bed which will hold some kind of flower. Since it is so close to bed time I have added a poem for my little brother, Hugh, because he says that tomorrow his bed will be the Ark, a spaceship, and invisible!
From The Bed Book
By Sylvia Plath
Most Beds are Beds
For sleeping or resting,
But the best beds are much
More interesting!
Not just a white little
Tucked-in-tight little
Nighty-nighty little
Turn-out-the-light little
Bed-
Instead
A Bed for Fishing
A Bed for Cats,
A Bed for a Troupe of
Acrobats.
The right sort of Bed
(If you see what I mean)
Is a Bed that might
Be a Submarine
Nosing through water
Clear and green,
Sliver and glittery
As a sardine.
Or a Jet-Propelled Bed
For Visiting Mars
With a mosquito nest
For the shooting stars...
(This poem is from the book " A Family of Poems" compiled by Caroline Kennedy and the Poem is written by the above stated author under the above stated name.)
