i'm a real sentimental, nostalgic person so the idea of finding meaning in the winter sun or being moved by the way the light falls is very familar.
(the analysis i wrote on this poem made my literature teacher cry)
I’ll start us off with a popular poem by Robert Hayden that was introduced to me by one of my favourite professors in college. We both shared a deep interest in family life and love languages.
description: child art, aged 4½. smiling person (combined head and body).
date: 2004-09-05.
author: william robinson.
medium: pencil on paper.
audience: anybody interested in child art. uploaded by parent.
