Thursday, May 17, 2007
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The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
1 comment:
Miriam,
You can come to my house and clean windows anytime! That seems like something that I just don't get to very often.
Thanks for your blog! I enjoy checking out what is up in your neck of the woods!
Denise Risser
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