Autumn

I have been deeply immersed in putting together my poetry unit for the fifth grade class that I've been student teaching in. With the exception of family life, it is all I think about most days as 2/3 of my work sample is due next week. It's a bit of a daunting task and with little time to get it all done. After a tumultuous couple of weeks dealing with lost loved ones, homework up the yinyang, and Nicky's bus riding ordeals, I figured it was time to focus a blog on something more positive. Autumn is a fascinating time of year and such a peaceful time in nature. So I thought I'd share one of my favorite poems from Robert Frost that really captures my mood and the beauty of the season. Enjoy!

In Hardwood Groves
by Robert Frost

The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove.

Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.

They must be pierced by flowers and put
Beneath the feet of dancing flowers.
However it is in some other world
I know that this is the way in ours.