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__________________ Everything comes to him who waits!! but sometimes its a long wait.... The kiss of the sun for pardon the song of the birds for mirth One is nearer Gods heart in a garden than anywhere else on earth |
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__________________ Everything comes to him who waits!! but sometimes its a long wait.... The kiss of the sun for pardon the song of the birds for mirth One is nearer Gods heart in a garden than anywhere else on earth |
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__________________ "If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs, "The bark on this tree were as soft as the skies." While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, Crying out to the moon, "If only, if only." "If only, if only." The moon speaks no reply Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by. Be strong, my weary wolf, turn around boldly. Fly high, my baby bird, my angel, my only. ~Emily Dickinson |
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