Guest guest Posted November 8, 2005 Report Share Posted November 8, 2005 LOL! i completely understand... and thank you. i just read this post and remembered that i forgot to ask my mom for her recipe when i spoke to her on the phone this morning! Oh well, i will call her tomorrow...that will make her really happy since i am usually bad about calling each week. That is going to be one of my New Year's resolutions, to call my dear mom more than once a week and be a better daughter. ~ pt ~ This is the treacherous month when autumn days With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts. Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts Her head and blooms again. The soft, warm haze Makes moist once more the sere and dusty ways, And, creeping through where dead leaves lie in drifts, The violet returns. Snow noiseless sifts Ere night, an icy shroud, which morning's rays Willidly shine upon and slowly melt, Too late to bid the violet live again. The treachery, at last, too late, is plain; Bare are the places where the sweet flowers dwelt. What joy sufficient hath November felt? What profit from the violet's day of pain?ÊÊÊ ~ Helen Hunt Jackson, Autumn SonnetÊ ~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~> , Craige Moore <craige.moore@g...> wrote: > > Well, I'm not supposed to share with folks I may run into at parties (as I > can't have them bringing the same cake), but I guess I can share with you > all. > -Craige Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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