Giving Thanks
Annie Lane
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The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
Only the empty nests are left behind,
And pipings of the quail among the sheaves."
"Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has plenty; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some." -- Charles Dickens
Excerpt from "As You Like It" by William Shakespeare
"Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
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