I think that Phillipe has it right, Teyssieu is the best place in all the world.
What child has need of television in a place where water springs from the ground, chestnuts beckon with the promise of jars of creme and roses yield jam and tea!
In a house so warm with the smell of toasting bread and the fire at your back, the cold and snow have an invitation of red cheeks and boots to stomp off with tales to tell of adventures outside....
After reading The Stolen Child on lunch break today, I found this as well...I think it suits my fancy today.
Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
I think that Phillipe has it right, Teyssieu is the best place in all the world.
ReplyDeleteWhat child has need of television in a place where water springs from the ground, chestnuts beckon with the promise of jars of creme and roses yield jam and tea!
In a house so warm with the smell of toasting bread and the fire at your back, the cold and snow have an invitation of red cheeks and boots to stomp off with tales to tell of adventures outside....
After reading The Stolen Child on lunch break today, I found this as well...I think it suits my fancy today.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
love,
Kevin