Last couple of days

Again the children are out of school because it is too cold. I challenge anyone to be landlocked with two children who cannot go outside and have the attention spans of goldfish. My sanity is being pushed to the limits. Oh yes I forgot to mention that they are out of school on Monday and Tuesday. A 6 day weekend, this is getting out of hand.

I am at a loss for words today. I am drained. So I will end the week with a couple of my favorite poems.

HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTHS OF HEAVEN
By
William Butler Yeats
HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

The Road Not Taken
By
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Until Tomorrow.