My Childhood "Dear Mr. Potter. You have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry". One sentence o change millions of lives, to begin a decade. "Harry Potter...the boy who lived...come to die." One sentence to end an era, a #lifetime, everything. "the stories we love best do live in us for ever; do wether you come back by page, or the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home." One sentence to being it all back. Read this if you will stick with Harry, until the very end. Until the spines of your books are weakened and the pages are falling out, until your 80 years old and sitting in your rocking chair reading the Philosophers stone and your family asks you, "After all this time?" and you say, "Always". (I cannot take credit for this, I found it on the Internet but it makes me cry every time I read it. If you enjoyed the books you will understand. This is the childhood of me and so many others.)

Wimbledon #2 Strawberries and cream, What a dream. Pimm's In a glass, While relaxing on the grass, Watching matches played, The serves made, People from every nation, Eying the players in contemplation. Who will reign tall? Who will fall small? All in a day at Wimbledon.

Wimbledon In, or out? Smile, or pout? Win or loose? Which will I choose? "Game, set, match!" These words that hatch, Who is through, And who is told shoo. It can make or break, Give or Take, Cause a stir, Become a blur. Either way, A triumphant day, For you have play, At Wimbledon.