Monday, April 02, 2007


Spring is when your little girl wears pinafores,

When hopes are reborn and the rent is paid on time.

* * * * *

Spring is feeling ten feet tall and brand new,

A fairyland of green-on-green where all things are possible.

(I wrote this in 1966 when my little girl was almost 5 years old.)


Blogger KGMom said...

Very sweet--and the illustration matches perfectly.
I love pinafores. And I love little girls looking like little girls, not miniature teens as so many do today.

6:15 PM  
Blogger dmmgmfm said...

That is so very sweet, thank you for sharing it with us.

7:37 PM  
Blogger Cazzie!!! said...

Very "Hallmark"...would be nice in a card :)

7:54 PM  
Blogger kenju said...

How sweet! I wore pinafores all through my childhood; made by my mom in organdy and trimmed with rickrack.

8:02 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

A sweet and perfec poem. I had pinafores and I made some for my daughters when they were little.

8:31 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


2:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You certainly captured the essence of spring. And here's wishing you a very happy one!

7:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Very nice. I like that. It's much nicer than ...
'Spring is sprung.
The grass is ris.
I wonder where the birdies is ?'

7:51 AM  
Blogger Cathy said...

"A fairy land of green-on-green when all things are possible." Wonderful, Ginny.

9:45 AM  
Blogger Chancy said...

I used to adore pinafores.

Sweet poem.

9:44 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can still remember some of those crazy easter bonnets we used to wear! This is such a sweet poem.

7:53 PM  

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