Sunday, June 16, 2013

Blest!

When such as I cast out remorse
So great a sweetness flows
into the breast
We must laugh and
we must sing,
We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blest.

~William Butler Yeats
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  1. CCJune 22, 2013 at 9:34 AM

    Yes-sir-eee, old Cindy-Bob is on the mend! Walking on sunshine...and don't it feel good!

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