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Saturday, February 21, 2015

longing for spring




They say that spring is coming,
They tell me winter is through
I listen for the birds now
And dream of nightingales too
Yet still a chill comes over me
When will my heart feel like singing?
Though clouds today are winter gray
Could grass be green? Am I dreaming?
Who could say that spring is here?
It looks like snow late this evening
I’m longing for that morning
when winter will give way to spring…
(Artist : Greg Erwin)

Sunday, February 08, 2015

Good Night







Good night, sleep tight,
Don't let the bedbugs bite,
Wake up bright
In the morning light
To do what's right
With all your might.

Sunday, February 01, 2015

February


"Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire:  it is the time for home." 
-  Edith Sitwell