What an amazing way to start the day.
A beautiful poem sent by a beautiful soul.
To a grateful heart. ❤️
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.
Much love 💕
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Undoubtedly a shared gratefulness. Full of the thing with feathers.
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Aw yes, thank you again. 💕