Buttercup

The buttercups with shining face
Smile upward as I pass.
They seem to lighten all the place
Like sunshine in the grass.
And though not glad nor gay was I
When first they came in view;
I find when I have passed them by,
That I am smiling, too. buttercups
- Sarah J. Day.

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Treasures and Junk

HECTOR THE COLLECTOR

by Shel Silverstein

Hector the Collector
Collected bits of string,
Collected dolls with broken heads
And rusty bells that would not ring.
Pieces out of picture puzzles,
Bent-up nails and ice-cream sticks,
Twists of wires, worn-out tires,
Paper bags and broken bricks.
Old chipped vases, half shoelaces,
Gatlin’ guns that wouldn’t shoot,
Leaky boats that wouldn’t float
And stopped-up horns that wouldn’t toot.
Butter knives that had no handles,
Copper keys that fit no locks,
Rings that were too small for fingers,
Dried-up leaves and patched-up socks.
Worn-out belts that had no buckles,
‘Lectric trains that had no tracks,
Airplane models, broken bottles,
Three-legged chairs and cups with cracks.
Hector the Collector
Loved these things with all his soul‹
Loved them more than shining diamonds,
Loved them more than glistenin’ gold.
Hector called to all the people,
“Come and share my treasure trunk!”
And all the silly sightless people
Came and looked…and called it junk.

Step into my World

Step into my world and see for a few moments my view, my idea of life.
See the world through my vision and feelings.
Let me stir your deepest feelings, let me touch your heart.
See the vision of beauty and hear the song of the words,
and I will have achieved my goal of teaching you
My Idea Of Life!   ~
Edwina K. Brady ~