Reverie ~ Lark's Hopes ~ And Wishes For Others

"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 ~ My plans for this page involve doing a wee bit of Web research...and as soon as I finish that, there will be something a little more substantial here. s
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