COME up here, O dusty feet!
Here is fairy bread to eat.
Here in my retiring room,
Children, you may dine
On the golden smell of broom
And the shade of pine;
And when you have eaten well,
Fairy stories hear and tell.
Fairy Bread
Robert Louis Stevenson
A Child's Garden of Verses and Underwoods. 1913.
7 Comments:
all your pics this week feel like summertime!
i love it. don't you love RLS poems?? we have the garden of verses book, too. my girls really enjoy it. i do, too!
ack! i love that peom and the photo is perfect. ;)
ack! i misspelled poem accidently. hahaha
love the verse. and the shot is gorgeous! makes me think of beach houses and sandy summer feet and that lovely lazy warm feeling of a summer's night. even makes me want to sweep....!
I wonder if the broom in the poem is the yellow flower scotch broom...just a thought.
lovely blog - always enjoy reading it.
a friendly "blurker" by way of MeeganBlue's blog
so comforting, very nice.
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