Today, a sunny spring day, Beau and I arrived at this school to discover "poetrees" on the front lawn. Each student had written a poem, which was then mounted on colorful oak tag and hung from one of the just-blooming trees. A fun celebration of the long-awaited season.
2 comments:
Aw, gee, Beau! You'll make me cry.
Love yu--Mamm
Well said, Beau. Integrity is the sap at the center of the tree! xo Aunt Frances
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