Dreams Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. |
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Sunday, May 15, 2011
A poem by Langston Hughes
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This is pretty much how it is
Except that I do get tired after working for many hours in the garden. However, it's a 'good' tired--physical tiredness, always ...
