The day before AprilAlone, alone,
I walked in the woods
And sat on a stone.
I sat on a broad stone
And sang to the birds.
The tune was God's making
But I made the words.
by Mary Carolyn Davies
Just wondering if y'all are all ready for National Poetry Month?
I couldn't wait so I highlighted one today here and over on my Xanga site.
Photo is of Sixes Mill, where I will be taking my walk this afternoon. For the purpose of *truth in advertising*, I should tell you that it is cloudy and overcast today - not sunny like in the picture.
Update:
Rain drops were falling at 6p when I was ready to walk, so I'm postponing this excursion for Thursday.
But what a lovely picture! And I like both of the poems you posted, too!
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