The Cookie-Lady

Here we have a “sweet” poem, again by Edgar A. Guest. It’s from Rhymes Of Childhood (1924). The Cookie-LadyEdgar A. Guest She is gentle, kind and fair,And there’s silver in her hair;She has known the touch of sorrow,But the smile of her is sweet;And sometimes it seems to meThat her mission is to beThe gracious … Continue reading The Cookie-Lady

Our Darlings Day 3: Not Much of a Game:: The Burglar :: My Own! My Own! :: Uncle Henry

I love this next story. It gives me a feeling of contented happiness. Not Much of a Game It snowed. And it was the last day that the seven would have together before School would begin and Diana will be left alone in the big house with Grandma and the three Aunties. “What shall we … Continue reading Our Darlings Day 3: Not Much of a Game:: The Burglar :: My Own! My Own! :: Uncle Henry