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Down In The Hallow by Aileen Fisher

Down in the hallow,
Not so far away,
I saw a little ladybug
When I went to play,

Swinging on the clover
Up in the air...
I wonder if the ladybug
Knew that I was there.

my own works

I wrote this yesterday and thought I would share it. I think it has the feel of a nursery rhyme or a child's poem.

THIS FAIR DAY

What should I say,
about this fair day?
For the sky's were not clear and blue.

We sat around
and we went to town.
Just me and just little you.

What should I say,
about this fair day?
For I have many a thing to do.

But cleaning the floor
is such a dull chore.
I wish only to cry;
BOO-HOO-HOO!

~Amber I. Naugle

babes in the wood

have you all seen this great caldecott book?



it's a longer, different version of a nursery rhyme/song that I love:

now don't you remember, a long time ago,
those two little babies whose name I don't know,
they wandered away one bright summer's day,
and those two little babies got lost on their way.

refrain:
pretty babes in the wood, pretty babes in the wood,
now don't you remember those babes in the wood?

the day being gone, and night coming on,
the two little babies laid under a stone,
they wept and they cried, they sobbed and they sighed,
those two little babies they laid down and died.

pretty babes in the wood, pretty babes in the wood,
now don't you remember those babes in the wood?

the robins so red, how swiftly they sped,
they spread out their wide wings and over them laid,
and all the day long on the branches they thronged,
they sweetly did whistle, and this was their song...

pretty babes in the wood, pretty babes in the wood,
now don't you remember those babes in the wood?

Origin of Serendipity

Serendipity is the effect by which one accidentally discovers something fortunate, especially while looking for something else entirely. The word derives from an old Persian fairy tale and was coined by Horace Walpole on 28 January 1754 in a letter he wrote to his friend Horace Mann (not the same man as the famed American educator), an Englishman then living in Florence. The letter read,

"It was once when I read a silly fairy tale, called The Three Princes of Serendip (Serendip = Sri Lanka): as their highnesses travelled, they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things which they were not in quest of: for instance, one of them discovered that a mule blind of the right eye had travelled the same road lately, because the grass was eaten only on the left side, where it was worse than on the right—now do you understand serendipity? One of the most remarkable instances of this accidental sagacity (for you must observe that no discovery of a thing you are looking for, comes under this description) was of my Lord Shaftsbury, who happening to dine at Lord Chancellor Clarendon's, found out the marriage of the Duke of York and Mrs. Hyde, by the respect with which her mother treated her at table."

The fairy tale The Three Princes of Serendip is based upon the life of Persian King Bahram V, who ruled the Sassanid Empire (420–440). Stories of his rule are told in epic poetry of the region (Firdausi's Shahnameh of 1010, Nizami's Haft Paykar of 1197, Khusrau's Hasht Bihisht of 1302), parts of which are based upon historical facts with embellishments derived from folklore going back hundreds of years to oral traditions in India and The Book of One Thousand and One Nights. With the exception of the well-known camel story, English translations are very hard to come by.

Read more about the origin of Serendipity..

http://livingheritage.org/three_princes.htm

valentines day rhymes anyone

I'm on the hunt for nursery rhymes or childrens poems about valentines day...does anyone know any good ones?
on st. agnes' eve i go backwards to bed,
i sleep with my petticoat under my head,
to dream of the living, and not of the dead,
to dream of the man that i am to wed.

Jan. 13th, 2008

ST. DUNSTAN, as the story goes,
Once pulled the devil by the nose,
With red-hot tongs, which made him roar,
That he was heard ten miles or more.