Classic poem of the day
Deep asleep, deep asleep,
Deep asleep it lies,
The still lake of Semmerwater
Under the still skies.
And many a fathom, many a fathom,
Many a fathom below,
In a king's tower and a queen's bower
The fishes come and go.
Once there stood by Semmerwater
A mickle town and tall;
King's tower and queen's bower,
And the wakeman on the wall.
Came a beggar halt and sore:
" I faint for lack of bread. "
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It takes a sibling to sense her brother’s needs this day of days when futures are at stake.
Graduation end point,
School of excellence,
marks assigned by dons with cool detachment.
Ray of light, ray of hope, the twinkle in my sister’s eyes as she scoured every moth-infested drawer within reach.
Guardian angel, curator, organizer and locator of a thousand bone ups.
To dos on sticky paper, insights on forgotten files and other mo...
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