Old one, lie down
Your journey is done
Little New Year
Will rise with the sun
The foot of the hill,
Lay down your bones
Old Year, and lie still.
Young One, step out,
Your journey’s begun,
Weary Old Year
Makes way for his son.
Now you have started
To climb up the hill,
Put best foot forward,
New Year, with a will.
Eleanor Farjeon
(Read poetry out loud even just a whisper. It's always more impacting that way.)
I've yet to start a flower list. Maybe this spring!
Here are some beautiful lists from Charlotte Mason's House of Education in England to inspire you.
and other stories from this site as we draw, knit, and do puzzles or chores.
( To access the story we click on the link for Audio Book Cloud [in pink halfway down]
and then Children [in blue at the top.] )
Happy New Year!