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All the little wood was still, As if it waited so, until Some blackbird on an outpost yew, Watching the slow procession through, Lifted his yellow beak at last To whistle that the line had passed... Then all the wood began to sing Its morning anthem to the spring. ~A.A.Milne

May 8, 2025, 8:13 AM

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