Yesterday, the golden crescent of an old moon
woke me, bright above the horizon
an hour before the sun,
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Yesterday, the golden crescent of an old moon
woke me, bright above the horizon
an hour before the sun,
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The flowers of late Winter and early Spring occupy places in our hearts well out of proportion to their size. ~ Gertrude S. Wister
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