HOPE! 01/19/2010
 
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Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Emily Dickinson

 
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Dannie link
02/01/2010 3:23pm

wow! i must have a t-shirt with one of your paintings i love them ;-)

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Kathy Shell link
02/01/2010 4:00pm

:-), Dannie, You will have an artist in your own family to publicise Dannie :-), I have a few over at the functional art web site, on show, if you like one of those I can quote you a price. If I have time I will shopping cart them.
Cheers Kathy

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May
02/02/2010 4:40am

That is a beautiful poem!

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Kathy Shell link
02/02/2010 6:32am

Hi May :-),
It is beautiful, I love peotry like that,
Cheers Kathy

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