Oh For The Gate

 

 A  L  O  H  A 

From

Honolulu

When the hornet 

hangs in the hollyhock,

And the brown bee 

drones in the rose,

And the west is a red-streaked 

four-o'clock,

And summer is near its close,

It's, Oh!, For the gate, 

and the locust lane;

And dusk, and dew, 

and home again!

  Madison Cawein

 Remember that everyone

you meet is afraid of

something, loves something

and has lost something. H. Jackson Brown

If you can smell the street by looking at the photo, it's a street photograph. Bruce Gilden

Nobody cares how much you know, until they know how much you care. Theodore Roosevelt

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Love You,
Cloudia & Pixie

Gratitude is not only

the greatest of virtues, but

the parent of all others.

Marcus Tullius Cicero

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