I, and generations before me, grew up on rhymes like "Thirty days hath September" and "Monday's child is fair of face." My niece and nephew don't know these. They're not alone. I'm constantly surprised at how many blank looks I get when I mention them.
Many times, my mother and I have embroidered cute little squares of this poem for baby quilts. I calligraphed it a while back, just for a fun challenge. Recently, an Etsy customer asked me to make a 5 x 7 print with watercolor illustration. I was most pleased with my sunrise behind the trees.
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