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To: Kitty Mittens
"If I ever get semi-wealthy, I am going to have a housekeeper!"

Oh I would love to have a housekeeper. To be able to have a clean house and still spend lots of time on-line.
984 posted on 03/19/2008 8:59:08 PM PDT by JustAmy (I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)
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To: JustAmy
Oh I would love to have a housekeeper. To be able to have a clean house and still spend lots of time on-line.




Spring Cleaning

March bustles in on windy feet
And sweeps my doorstep and my street.
She washes and cleans with pounding rains,
Scrubbing the earth of winter stains.
She shakes the grime from carpet green
Till naught but fresh new blades are seen.
Then, house in order, all neat as a pin,
She ushers gentle springtime in.

Author: Susan Reiner

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991 posted on 03/20/2008 5:17:05 AM PDT by OESY
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To: JustAmy


For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

-- Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)
Atalanta in Calydon (1865)

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992 posted on 03/20/2008 5:19:52 AM PDT by OESY
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To: JustAmy


The Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

— William Wordsworth


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993 posted on 03/20/2008 5:33:36 AM PDT by OESY
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