My longest teaching day of the week is over and it was a thrilling day observing so many students overcome obstacles and soar.
We closed the evening on the comfortable deck, allowing relaxation to take over.
It was an excellent day, indeed.
Now, with Chief curled up on his doggie bed and The Girls snuggled against me, it’s time for sleep.
“Life Is But A Dream”
A boat, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear
Long has paled that sunny sky;
Echoes fade and memories die;
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die;
Ever drifting down the stream
Lingering in the golden gleam
Life, what is it but a dream?
