Amy, thanks again for sponsoring this fun festival!
For this festival, I chose to pull out a quilt I made years ago, as it’s one of my favorites!
As a child, my father read to me every single night before I went to sleep. One of my favorites was a poem by Robert Louis Stephenson called “Windy Nights.”
by Robert Louis Stevenson
Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?
Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he.
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.
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