Dear Clive,
It’s so nice of you for always being there to help me. I am very thankful to you. Please bear with me if I don’t thank you adequately. Because I think what you have done for me so far deserves a colourful bunch of thanks. I really appreciate your help, and respect your kind suggestions, comments and advices. I pray to God you get every good thing you want in your life.
Here is the whole text. I will be very pleased, if you see it, and tell me how I write it?
v COMMENTARY ( of 'Children' by 'Henry Wadsworth Longfellow')
This poem starts with a call of welcome to children, for the poet sees them as our future and hope. They are the beginning of life or, as Wordsworth put it, “the child is the father of the man”. the origin and the future. The poet is now old or in the autumn of his life, and soon snow will fall, but children in contrast are full of life and energy. Life without children is like a desert, dead and hopeless. The poet may also allude to Shelly’s West Wind which comes in autumn to make room for life in spring, but the children here open the eastern windows that face the sun (life). He uses metaphors from nature: sun (sunshine), the brooks (water as a symbol of life), birds singing and the trees. He contrasts or imagines two lives: life with and without children. I think this poem appeals to all the senses: the reader hears, looks, smells, tastes… When the poet looks at children, he forgets the questions that perplex him. All our knowledge is useless compared to what we feel in the company of children.