My ears

People talk to me. Car horns honk. Dogs bark. Music is somewhere nearby. I know about these sounds because my ears and my brain work together. My ears turn sounds into nerve mes­sages. Nerves in my...

Fog

by Carl Sandburg The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. by Elizabeth Coatsworth Swift things are beautiful: Swallows and...