My heart leaps up
when I behold
a rainbow in the sky.
So was it when
my life began?
So is it now
I am a man?
So be it when I shall grow old
or let me die!
The child is father of the man
and I could wish my days to be
bound each to each
by natural piety.
Wordsworth
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Do you remember helping me memorize this for Mrs. Haab's class? Heck, I STILL know it by heart. Guess it made it all the easier to choose a poem when your time came around. Love you! RJ
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