A simple life: June 2014

June 22, 2014

Dream

Dream

I swear I saw a castle

Hidden by the hills

Sunken by the passing time

Frozen in its frills

The amber gates were firebrick red

The towering spires white

The shady hue was tinted blue

All colors of a kite

The countryside was picturesque

With fertile lands to sow

Mountains rising far behind

Laced with ice and snow

I swear I saw a castle

Fair as I've ever seen

I swear I saw that castle

But it may have been just a dream

~Trevor Howell

The Little Blue Engine

The little blue engine looked up at the hill.
His light was weak, his whistle was shrill.
He was tired and small, and the hill was tall,
And his face blushed red as he softly said,
"I think I can, I think I can, I think I can."

So he started up with a chug and a strain,
And he puffed and pulled with might and main.
And slowly he climbed, a foot at a time,
And his engine coughed as he whispered soft,
"I think I can, I think I can, I think I can."

With a squeak and a creak and a toot and a sigh,
With an extra hope and an extra try,
He would not stop-now he neared the top,
And strong and proud he cried out loud,
"I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!"

He was almost there, when-CRASH! SMASH! BASH!
He slid down and mashed into engine hash
On the rocks below...Which goes to show
If the track is tough and the hill is rough,
THINKING you can just ain't enough!

~Shel Silverstein

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June 22, 2014

Dream