“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
32 posted on 09/26/2014 8:42:58 AM PDT by SMARTY
("When you blame others, you give up your power to change." Robert Anthony)
