"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Mums the Word
Youth fades; love droops, the leaves of friendship falls; A Mother's secret hope outlives them all. -- Oliver Wendell Holmes
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