Wednesday, October 10, 2007
A Beatiful Fall Day
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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)
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I think I would like to come visit you to enjoy cinnamon buns and watch deer. :)
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