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Living a beautiful life at OakMeadows
Saturday, May 6, 2017
May Poetry
The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven—
All's right with the world!
Robert Browning,
The Year's at the Spring
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Sallie (FullTime-Life)
May 10, 2017 at 10:50 AM
One of my favorites since childhood.
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One of my favorites since childhood.
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