Cold, autumn nights, prayers said, quilts tucked tightly around little warm bodies, Mom would recite "Hiawatha's Childhood." I started the tradition with my children. Now I am thrilled to read this beloved poem with my grandchildren.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
An Autumn Tradition
"Hiawatha's Childhood" ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~
Cold, autumn nights, prayers said, quilts tucked tightly around little warm bodies, Mom would recite "Hiawatha's Childhood." I started the tradition with my children. Now I am thrilled to read this beloved poem with my grandchildren.
Cold, autumn nights, prayers said, quilts tucked tightly around little warm bodies, Mom would recite "Hiawatha's Childhood." I started the tradition with my children. Now I am thrilled to read this beloved poem with my grandchildren.
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A wonderful tradition!! I loved the post below about water-so true.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful tradition! I hope all is well with you dear friend and that you have blessed week. Love, Elena
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