IF WE TOOK the OLD PATH.......

BLUE STARGRASS by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

If we took the old path in the old field

The same old gate would stand there

That would never yield

Where the sun warmed us

With a cloak made of gold

The rain would be falling

And the wind would be cold

And we would stop to search

In the wind and the rain

But we would not find the stargrass

By the path again....

If we took the old path in the old field

The same old gate would stand there

That would never yield

Where the sun warmed us

With a cloak made of gold......................

"There is so much in the world for us all, if we only have the eyes to see it and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves..." - L.M.Montgmery (1874-1942)

Photographs 2024

                                          "Nom Nom" the deer, having his afternoon nap....