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Watching who comes when winter starts to wane,
I was pleased to see wife’s’ sister arrive.
We read books warmed by our glowing fireplace.
Worries fled, silence reigned, the books alive.
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07-12-2009
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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