It’s been just over a week since spring moved out and summer officially moved in.
Today marks that highly anticipated last day of the school year! Are your kids’ heads ready to pop off their tiny little shoulders? Mine sure are! I don’t know about you, but my kids have been counting the sleeps—for what feels likes an eternity—to get to this very happy day.
I’d like to take a moment to thank all the principals, teachers, and teacher-librarians for contacting me and allowing me to spend time with all those precious little minds in your classrooms this past school year. It has been a pleasure to visit with your students and receive their exuberant reactions as I share my picture book stories.
Our passionate discussions surrounding the importance of literacy are so rewarding, even for me. I love seeing students light up like fireflies as they realize how literacy affects every part of their daily lives.
To celebrate those hazy—err, I mean lazy—days of summer, I thought I’d leave you with one of my favorite sonnets by John Keats entitled “On the Grasshopper and Cricket.” Keats writes that, even in the face of intense weather conditions experienced throughout the seasons, “the poetry of earth” never dies.
On the Grasshopper and Cricket
The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the Grasshopper’s—he takes the lead
In summer luxury, —he has never done
With his delights; for when tired out with fun
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
The poetry of earth is ceasing never:
On a lone winter evening, when the frost
Has wrought silence, from the stove there shrills
The Cricket’s song, in warmth increasing ever,
And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,
The Grasshopper’s among some grassy hills.
Have you got a favorite summer poem? Simply add it to the comments section below. Have a great summer!
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