Hope is the thing with feathers

“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 […]

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Life Above the Mat – Civil Magic

Life above the Mat, in the Launderette At the Sultry Suds, it can be interesting, Occasionally, enough. I live above the Laundromat It’s where I met my boyfriend at; Where I meet all my friends, My best friend too, It’s where I fell in love, Living life above. It’s a place where we can share […]

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