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    Quote Originally Posted by mumof2, post: 135729
    I'd like to post one of Nanny Wins poems if I may. She wrote them in a little book and they are relevant to times and events in her life. I really like this little one...

    The Disappearance of Summer


    The summer sun seems to have gone
    Oh isn't it a shame,
    It didn't stay here very long
    Seems winter's back again.

    All the flowers in the garden
    should be dancing merrily,
    but their petals are all falling
    It's a sad, sad sight to see.

    But soon the sun will shine again
    Mother Nature will be near,
    Then all the droopy little flowers
    will lift their heads and cheer.




    How cute!
    That is wonderful and really made me smile! Nanny Win was obviously a beautiful person.





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    thanks Claire, i just thought it was really sweet!




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    This is my mom's favorite, I know it by heart in Spanish...

    Quote Originally Posted by Skywatcher, post: 135500
    Hoped I would get in quickly enough to post this - I know its 'hackneyed' and 'what everyone expects you to put' - but I find it deeply stirring and the one I will always come back to

    If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
    If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
    But make allowance for their doubting too,
    If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
    Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
    And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
    If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
    If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
    If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;
    If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
    Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

    If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
    And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breath a word about your loss;
    If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,
    And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

    If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
    Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
    If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
    If all men count with you, but none too much,
    If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
    Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
    And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!





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    This is not as poetic as most, but I had to learn it in the 5th grade for school, and it shocked me SO MUCH I havent forgotten it.. hahahaha

    I'll tell you the story of Jimmy Jet --
    And you know what I tell you is true.
    He loved to watch his TV set
    Almost as much as you.

    He watched all day, he watched all night
    Till he grew pale and lean,
    From "The Early Show" to "The Late Late Show"
    And all the shows between.

    He watched till his eyes were frozen wide,
    And his bottom grew into his chair.
    And his chin turned into a tuning dial,
    And antennae grew out of his hair.

    And his brains turned into TV tubes,
    And his face to a TV screen.
    And two knobs saying "VERT." and "HORIZ."
    Grew where his ears had been.

    And he grew a plug that looked like a tail
    So we plugged in little Jim.
    And now instead of him watching TV
    We all sit around and watch him.





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    that's scary Mari!




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    Quote Originally Posted by Mari, post: 135767
    This is my mom's favorite, I know it by heart in Spanish...

    oh! please would you give us the Spanish version Mari?




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    Im more than happy to...


    Since it is a translation, there are many different versions of the same poem... but here's the one that most resembles the one my mom taught me

    Si
    Rudyard Kipling

    Si puedes estar firme cuando en tu derredor
    todo el mundo se ofusca y tacha tu entereza;
    si cuando dudan todos, fías en tu valor
    y al mismo tiempo sabes excusar su flaqueza;
    si puedes esperar y a tu afán poner brida,
    o blanco de mentiras esgrimir la verdad,
    o siendo odiado al odio no dejarle cabida
    y ni ensalzas tu juicio ni ostentas tu bondad;

    Si sueñas pero el sueño no se vuelve tu rey:
    si piensas y el pensar no mengua tus ardores;
    si el triunfo o el desastre no te imponen su ley
    y los tratas lo mismo, como a dos impostores:
    si puedes soportar que tu frase sincera
    sea trampa de necios en boca de malvados,
    o mirar hecha trizas tu adorada quimera
    y tornar a forjarla con útiles mellados...
    ...si puedes mantener en la ruda pelea
    alerta el pensamiento y el músculo tirante
    para emplearlos cuando en ti todo flaquea
    menos la voluntad que te dice: "Adelante";

    Si entre la turba das a la virtud abrigo;
    si, marchando con reyes del orgullo has triunfado;
    si no pueden herirte ni amigo ni enemigo;
    si eres bueno con todos, pero no demasiado,
    si puedes llenar los preciosos minutos
    con sesenta segundos de combate bravío,
    tuya es la Tierra y todos sus codiciados frutos,
    y lo que más importa: ¡serás hombre, hijo mío!





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    Quote Originally Posted by mumof2, post: 135729
    I'd like to post one of Nanny Wins poems if I may. She wrote them in a little book and they are relevant to times and events in her life. I really like this little one...

    The Disappearance of Summer


    The summer sun seems to have gone
    Oh isn't it a shame,
    It didn't stay here very long
    Seems winter's back again.

    All the flowers in the garden
    should be dancing merrily,
    but their petals are all falling
    It's a sad, sad sight to see.

    But soon the sun will shine again
    Mother Nature will be near,
    Then all the droopy little flowers
    will lift their heads and cheer.




    How cute!
    I loved this one!!! so sweet! and its simple enough for to learn it and teach it to Tatiana :)





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    Quote Originally Posted by Mari, post: 135788
    I loved this one!!! so sweet! and its simple enough for to learn it and teach it to Tatiana :)
    that would be wonderful Mari!




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    wow, thank you for your version Mari - that's really nice of you!




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