Songwriter Paul Simon and April, the Frenchie

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Songwriter, Paul Simon, turns 77 years old soon (October 13th).

Mr Simon is, of course, the other half of the phenomenal American Folkrock duo, Simon & Garfunkel . Paul Simon was also once married to actress, Carrie Fisher -- always to be remembered as Princess Leia.

Pretty April, the French Bulldog, belongs to someone in the neighborhood.  Met her and owner for the first time while on our daily dog walk and that day happened to be  April's 2nd birthday. I'd wanted a French Bulldog since reading The Great Grisby by Mikita Brottman. In fact, I am glad that April and Grisby kind of look alike. I had never seen an adult Frenchie till I met April, and they're far cuter than I imagined.

April, the French Bulldog

"April Come She Will" - by Paul Simon

April come she will
When streams are ripe 
and swelled with rain

May she will stay
Resting in my arms again
June she'll change her tune
In restless walks she'll prowl the night

July she will fly
And give no warning to her flight
August die she must
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold
September I remember
A love once new has now grown old

Goodreads Link: The Great Grisby

American Songwriter Magazine

Paul Simon

Simon & Garfunkel

Carrie Frances Fisher

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April is National Poetry Month: She Walks in Beauty

She Walks in Beauty  

( A personal favorite!  Our oldest daughter memorized this poem years ago, and recited it before a church audience that we were visiting.  I was mildly shocked as I had expected her to recite a scripture passage, LoL.  )

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

by Lord Byron, 1813