Hope is a Thing with Feathers
That Perches in the Soul
and Sings a Tune Without Words
and Never Stops at all.
Emily Dickenson
That Perches in the Soul
and Sings a Tune Without Words
and Never Stops at all.
Emily Dickenson
Please take my hand, and we will go where the grass
is sweet and green, and the wind in the trees,
sings a song of hope
Analie Shepherd ~ a fellow traveler
is sweet and green, and the wind in the trees,
sings a song of hope
Analie Shepherd ~ a fellow traveler
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