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This is what our house, our baby, and our boys looked like one year ago. They are all bigger now (except the house).
Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head,
Between the green tip and the root.
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves,
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing,
Cling, swing,
Spring, sing,
Swing up into the apple-tree.
--T.S. Eliot
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How 'bout SAm? Did he grow at all? :-)
ReplyDeleteThe answer is yes, if people are now calling me "SAm." I've upgraded to two capital letters.
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