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March 12, 2004

When Mother Reads Aloud

When mother reads aloud the past
Seems real as every day;
I hear the tramp of armies vast,
I see the spears and lances cast,
I join the thrilling fray;
Brave knights and ladies fair and proud
I meet when mother reads aloud.

When mother reads aloud, far lands
Seem very near and true;
I cross the desert's gleaming sands,
Or hunt the jungle's prowling bands,
Or sail the ocean blue;
Far heights, whose peaks the cold mists shroud,
I scale, when mother reads aloud.

When mother reads aloud I long
For noble deeds to do--
To help the right, redress the wrong,
It seems so easy to be strong, so simple to be true,
O, thick and fast the visions crowd
When mother reads aloud.

From "Favorite Poems, Old and New"

(For Carmon, long overdue)


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Thanks, Alexandra. One of my boys memorized that years ago to recite for a homeschool event. It beautifully sums up the power of the imagination and the importance of sharing good books with our children, doesn't it? Right now, mother is reading aloud Freddy the Pig stories to her boys ;-).

Posted by: Carmon at March 13, 2004 04:07 AM

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