A SUMMER PASTIME

"On long summer days when I'm left all alone, I lie on the cool velvet grass; and watch the white clouds with their linings of gold go floating so peacefully past.

The clouds look like pillows delightfully soft, fluffed by the angels above; I watch the clouds dancing with sunbeams so bright, these white downy pillows I love.

I'll build a tall ladder and climb up to heaven and there on a cloud I will lie, and sleep there forever in a haven of peace, just me and the clouds and the sky."

-Written by Rachel Lynn Schuler's mom

I wanted to save this to read when I am feeling blue. It makes me think of my mom floating happily on a cloud watching down on me.

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Let me come in where you are weeping, friend,
And let me take your hand.
I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand.
Let me come in--I would be very still beside you in your grief;
I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend,
Tears bring relief. Let me come in--and hold your hand,
For I have known a sorrow such as yours, And understand.

-Grace Noll Crowell