Archive for May, 2008

Years ago a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic，wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops. As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job，he received a steady stream of refusals.

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Sound the Flute!

Now it’s mute.

Birds delight

Day and Night.

Nightingale

In the dale,

Lark in Sky

Merrily

Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year.

There’s a spot in my heart

which no colleen may own;

There’s a depth in my soul

never sounded or known;

There’s a place in my memory

my life that you fill;