Skywatch Friday - 21 November 2024 Edition
2 days ago
Daisies
by Evaleen Stein
At evening when I go to bed
I see the stars shine overhead;
They are the little daisies white
That dot the meadow of the Night.
And often while I'm dreaming so,
Across the sky the Moon will go;
It is a lady, sweet and fair,
Who comes to gather daisies there.
For, when at morning I arise,
There's not a star left in the skies;
She's picked them all and dropped them down
Into the meadows of the town.
Hurray for ladybugs!
ReplyDeleteWe are sad here since all the ladybugs have died off and now we have to wait until next year again to see them. The dry has come and the LB's are no where to be found. :( And the kids love them.
ReplyDeleteNow this is C U T E ! I love ladybugs!
ReplyDeleteDiscovery is one of the hidden gems of life!
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