Saturday, October 20, 2012

Poem for the Day - from childhood, for children-

At the Sea-Side By Robert Louis Stevenson When I was down beside the sea/ A wooden spade they gave to me/ To dig the sandy shore./ My holes were empty like a cup./ In every hole the sea came up/ Till it could come no more./

Another loser but not by so much--anyway, I don' t like Woody Allen.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Rainy_Day_in_New_York