Doing a blog is not easy if you are kinda shy, I stop posting because I have not decided what I want to do or show.I do not want an agenda on my blog maybe I just want to share random thoughts. My memory is a flowing mess so for the past week the lines of a Longfellow poem kept riffing through my head.I know that I learned it in grammar school.What year or day is not important. The opening stanza stays with me and some memorable images of child life that hints at secrets and wonder
The Children's Hour
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the days occupations,
That is known as the Children's Hour.