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Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head,
Between the green tip and the root.
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves,
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing,
Cling, swing,
Spring, sing,
Swing up into the apple-tree.
--T.S. Eliot
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i can't type because i'm laughing too hard. too hard. oh my gosh! the ogre flying off the bridge!!! How did you do that!?
ReplyDeleteYou guys!! Troll-tossing?????? Isn't there a law???? This is wonderful. Yeah. Now I know I was the most boring parent on the planet.
ReplyDeleteI love this idea! How fun! The grass is definitely greener where you live. :-) And your troll is not very frightening, no matter how disguised she is!
ReplyDeletevaggies--slightly dirty rendition of veggies, I suppose.
oh I LOVE this! It's so darling and creative and wonderful. I love youguys. SO MUCH.
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