Welcome to the fold. This is the blog of Gimmer, a New World shepherd.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Snow flakes.
by Emily Dickinson
I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly I did resign the prig, And ten of my once stately toes Are marshalled for a jig!
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