A Poem for the Trip Home

It seems that Tabitha spent part of her flight home from San Francisco writing poetry. She showed it to us when we got home, and she agreed that you would like to see it.

IN THE ORIGINAL:

Over the Wind
by Tabitha

Over the rainbow and beond the wind to a land unseen.
Over the rainbow and beond the wind to a land not crol or mean.
There is the land I live in.
There is the land of nice.
The land of pace, cind, and sweet.
That is the land of happynes and love.
That is the land where drams come trure.


IN STANDARD SPELLING:

Over the Wind
by Tabitha

Over the rainbow and beyond the wind to a land unseen.
Over the rainbow and beyond the wind to a land not cruel or mean.
There is the land I live in.
There is the land of nice.
The land of peace, kind, and sweet.
That is the land of happiness and love.
That is the land where dreams come true.