Sunday, December 28, 2008


Forgive me, but it's been a long few weeks and this poem suits me perfectly. (smiles)

Rain By Shel Silverstein

I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

1 comment:

  1. Hey Jadie...I love this little post:) I have a grown up blog now at

    It's def. not as cute as yours but I'm working on it! I hope you and your precious fam are doing well. We need to hang out sometime! I know, I know, I'm busy all the time. I'm trying to slow down:D

    Miss you miss you.