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"When on a summer's morn I wake,
And open my two eyes,
Out to the clear, born-singing rills
My bird-like spirit flies.
To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush,
Or any bird in song;
And common leaves that hum all day
Without a throat or tongue.
And when Time strikes the hour for sleep,
Back in my room alone,
My heart has many a sweet bird's song --
And one that's all my own."
-  William Henry Davies, When on a Summer's Morn
I hope the week ahead is a good safe one.XX

fm thanks  Deb.:-)

Little Bunny Foo Foo watered Her Royal Zoeyness's Garden but didn't spot anything. Hare today, goon tomorrow!

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