March 6, 2011

Early Morning

A poem by Hilaire Belloc

The moon on the one hand
The sun on the other
The moon is my sister
The sun is my brother

The moon at my left
The sun at my right
My brother, "Good morning!"
My sister, "Good night!"

I could easily see handing out pairs of suns and moons to each child, and reciting the poem with these props in hand. Or not. It's magical as it is, methinks.

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