Jay and Jeff

Cousin Mike's son Ryan

Denise and Wendy with their Aunt Linda

THE LARK IS UP TO MEET THE SUN

AUTHOR: William Holmes McGuffey (1800-73)

The lark is up to meet the sun,
The bee is on the wing;
The ant its la-bor has be-gun,
The woods with music ring.
Shall birds, and bees, and ants, be wise,
While I my mo-ments waste?
O let me with the morn-ing rise,
And to my du-ty haste.

I found this verison on the internet. What Daddy recited was the combination of two poems. "The Lark" is one poem and the "Woeful Sound" is another. Aunt Renie, Uncle Don, and Daddy grew up hearing their father, Edward Sr. recite this in the morning. Which explains why we all heard it from Ed Jr. Aunt Renie told me that her father recited it a little differently. The jaybird did not "waltz" on the frozen ground, He "Sh**"! Daddy changed the words for childrens ears.

Aunt Renie remembers more history than I could ever begin to remember.