Soft moss a downy pillow makes, and green leaves spread a tent,
Where faerie fold may rest and sleep until their night is spent.
The bluebird sings a lullaby, the firefly gives a light,
The twinkling stars are candles bright, Sleep, Faeries all, Goodnight.
---Elizabeth T. Dillingham "A Faery Song"

Sunday, March 7, 2010

The Pine Trees Foretell Easter

My SIL Donna sent me this in email form.  I had never heard it before and was very touched by it.  Enjoy.

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