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.
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We are certainly about to enter into the "chillest" of seasons. I'm going to try my best to let this "thing with feathers" keep me warm in the coming months and make sure that I am always straining to hear its tune despite the storms that are bound to ensue.
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Posted by: Women's lingerie | March 17, 2011 at 01:30 AM
This card that you've designed is simple but has a certain appeal to it. It's as simple as your site, but it is very charming and lovely too. Did you write this poem, btw? It's very inspiring and it makes me more hopeful each day. =)
Posted by: Kathryn McDwell | July 22, 2011 at 11:26 AM
I like this card which is designed by you, and one of the best thing is your words about hope that you have written. These are really inspiring for us.
Posted by: Greeting Cards | September 20, 2011 at 12:48 AM