Sarah, Plain and Tall

sounds of voices and laughter are like little pebbles

All around us.

We can reach up and scoop them up in our hands

Holding them close to us.

Saving them forever.

wishes and hopes and dreams were good things to fill my journal. Maybe, he said, some of them would come true.”

Like a skylark Sarah sings!’ Papa said you’d never come to earth.”

You are like the prairie lark, you know,” said Maggie. “It sings its song above the land to let all the birds know it’s there before it plunges down to earth to make its home. But you have not come to earth, Sarah.”

Things to write about are all around you,

Sometimes, what people choose to write down on paper is more important than what they say.”