Each day holds its own grace. And God makes everything beautiful in His time.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
what beauty shall it be?
"Must, bid the Morn awake! Sad Winter now declines, Each bird doth choose a mate; This day's Saint Valentine's. For that good bishop's sake Get up and let us see What beauty it shall be That Fortune us assigns." ~Michael Drayton
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