Ho, a chilly day!Fall at her bestSummer’s been squeezedThrough a cider press.On with your sweaterCome on—Let’s runTill we’re... Continue Reading →

Little girl, you're bloomingYour eyes are shining bright.Your mother surely wondersWhen she tucks you in at night,At your beauty, how it strengthens,How it changes day by day;Like a flower buds and blossomsIn a most miraculous way!S

Flowers for MamaWho can resist?I picked them myselfWith a twist of my wrist.Sweet yellow flowersA vase I will needFor out in the pastureI found this Sneeze-weed!