Saturday, October 07, 2006

The Joy of Childhood


The Joy of Childhood

Down the dimpled green-sward dancing Bursts a flaxen-headed bevy, Bud-lipt boys and girls advancing Love's irregular little levy. Rows of liquid eyes in laughter, How they glimmer, how they quiver! Sparkling one another after, Like bright ripples on a river. Tipsy band of rubious faces, Flushed with joy's etheral spirit, Make your mocks and sly grimaces At Love's self, and do not fear it!
George Darley (1796-1846)


Jeanne said...

Beautiful my lovely friend.
Big hugs and healing wishes.
I am so glad you have young children to keep you busy and smiling.
Love Jeanne ^j^

Cousin Karen said...

Hi Tara,

Hope you had a good day on the farm. Uncle Ken told us about the horns before we left. Lovely idea 'Blow, Gabriel, Blow'!!

love Karen

Miranda said...

What a lovely picture! I love Emma Sage's skirt!

Anonymous said...

I am glad to see you taking more photos this week :)