Remember the times we used to setout on our front porch in the swingenjoying the tulips of an Iowa springsprouting in our flower bed.You were ever so ornery to the last;your hands still stained with garden dirt.“You keep those off of my brand new skirt,”sparing you none of my famous sass.It started to rain one afternoonas we were talking of this and that;I stroked the hair … [Read more...] about Remembering You, By: Thomas Hemminger
When Children Are Learning, By: Thomas Hemminger
Did you know? Did you know?Did you know that it’s alright to wonder?Did you know that it’s alright to wonder?There are all kinds of wonderful things. -Fred Rogers My favorite timeto watch children learnisn’t in the classroom. It isn’t when they’re seatedin rows of neatly ordered desks,waiting to follow the next set of instructions. It isn’t when they’re standing … [Read more...] about When Children Are Learning, By: Thomas Hemminger
I Will Find the Night, By: Thomas Hemminger
I have lost the night. This concrete kingdom blisters,and the cool air is pushed out.The clamor of mechanized livingprofanes the peace of evening.The light from our busynesspollutes the sky,and veils the silent sentinelswhere they shine. I will steal awayand find the night again.I will find it coming after themisty breezes following autumn showers.I will find it streaming … [Read more...] about I Will Find the Night, By: Thomas Hemminger
Garden Valley, By: Thomas Hemminger
“Rio Grande Valley” isa strange name for you,a delta on a plain. Your history is a treasure;your pre-history a mystery. The “Garden of Texas”, you area growers’ paradise forproduce, citrus, and free-growing flora. You are culture-rich,and full of dreams. Flowerbed for humanity,you teem with the timeless talesof hearts and minds reaching for the … [Read more...] about Garden Valley, By: Thomas Hemminger