Friday, February 3, 2012
Today Younger Daughter was tired, so I had her read a poem instead of a story. She read "The Cow" from A Child's Garden of Verses, and did pretty well with it. (This illustrated copy was, I believe, a present from my father: Thanks, Dad!)
I told her I would read a poem to her, and she proceeded to put bookmarks in just about every page of the book. I finally read her "The Land of Nod."
I think we should read more poetry with her; the meter and rhyme must be good for her developing sense of language.
Without further ado, here is "The Cow":
The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;
And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.