A Little Singing

Ditch the dream and be a doer, not a dreamer. Maybe you know exactly what it is you dream of being, or maybe you're paralyzed because you have no idea what your passion is. The truth is, it doesn't matter. You don't have to know. You just have to keep moving forward.
~Shonda Rhimes

It's high school graduation day for my son. Very exciting! Dash is passionate about history, he's a fan of geography, and he also likes economics, political science, and philosophy. He's one of those rare folks who actually enjoys public speaking. You can't become an astronaut without perfect vision, or he might want to pursue that. I am looking forward to seeing what he does!

The Hammock
Li-Young Lee, 1957

When I lay my head in my mother’s lap
I think how day hides the stars,
the way I lay hidden once, waiting
inside my mother’s singing to herself. And I remember
how she carried me on her back
between home and the kindergarten,
once each morning and once each afternoon.

I don’t know what my mother’s thinking.

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A throwback post about another Dashiell

Beyond LiteracyLink has the Poetry Friday round-up today. Thanks, Carol!