The Big T and I were talking this morning about the holidays we used to have when the boy-child was small. Looking back, they seem frequent and filled with sunshine, and I was reminded of these lyrics from Summertime …
… One of these mornings you’re gonna rise up singing
And you’ll spread your wings and you’ll take to the sky
But till that morning, there ain’t nothin’ can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin’ by
I think we all dream of keeping our children safe, but know in our hearts we must give them space and confidence to take wing.
It’s a wonderful song, and this version by Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong is probably my favourite.
Why not join in — as Tracy at Reflections of an Untidy Mind so brilliantly puts it “casual players welcome.”