The Worm Has Turned
The dems have taken the House, and gained in the Senate. Hell, they could take the Senate! Races in Montana and Virginia not decided yet. Hillary is once again our Senator in NY...ant-abortion candidates losing all over the country...I am doing a victory dance into the kitchen for more coffee. Hurray, Hurray, Hurray!!!!
Hope
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
The dems have taken the House, and gained in the Senate. Hell, they could take the Senate! Races in Montana and Virginia not decided yet. Hillary is once again our Senator in NY...ant-abortion candidates losing all over the country...I am doing a victory dance into the kitchen for more coffee. Hurray, Hurray, Hurray!!!!
Hope
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
4 Comments:
Not only is another world possible,
she is on her way.
On a quiet day,
I can hear her breathing.
Arundhati Roy:
God that is beautiful.
isn't it? it was so beautiful i ended up having to use it as one of MY posts.
me love you longtime.
be well.
Me love you too!
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