November
It’s not here yet, but it’s coming. I read this poem tonight and thought it expressed so beautifully the idea that enduring in hope is something God has encouraged us to do in His providential works of creation.
The leaves are fading and falling,
The winds are rough and wild,
The birds have ceased their calling,
But let me tell you, my child,Though day by day, as it closes,
Doth darker and colder grow,
The roots of the bright red roses
Will keep alive in the snow.And when the winter is over,
The boughs will get new leaves,
The quail come back to the clover,
And the swallow back to the eaves.The robin will wear on his bosom
A vest that is bright and new,
And the loveliest wayside blossom
Will shine with the sun and dew.The leaves to-day are whirling,
The brooks are all dry and dumb,
But let me tell you, my darling,
The spring will be sure to come.There must be rough, cold weather,
And winds and rains so wild;
Not all good things together
Come to us here, my child.So, when some dear joy loses
Its beauteous summer glow,
Think how the roots of the roses
Are kept alive in the snow.~Alice and Phoebe Cary
October 20th, 2009 at 7:43 pm
Lovely, thank you for sharing this, friend.
October 22nd, 2009 at 10:44 am
That’s perfect, Carmon. I’m going to print this out and add it to our poetry notebook. Is this from a specific collection?
October 22nd, 2009 at 7:03 pm
I loved this poem, Carmon! Thanks for sharing it!
October 23rd, 2009 at 11:44 am
Hi, Emily and Charlotte! I got a free book for my iPhone Kindle app called Required Poems for Reading and Memorizing Third and Fourth Grades…it’s an old book from some state’s textbook program, and I’m always looking for good poems for memorizing for my children.
You’re welcome, Lisa
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October 26th, 2009 at 3:20 am
I am up with insomnia tonight, pondering (fretting?) over a perplexing situation. Thank you for the reminder.
November 1st, 2009 at 7:41 am
Oh, I’m so glad I stopped by this morning to find you had blogged many posts! I’ll have some reading to do later today.