(A Song)
A little light is going by,
Is going up to see the sky,
A little light with wings.
I never could have thought of it,
To have a little bug all lit
And made to go on wings.
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.How the mountains talked together,
Looking down upon the weather,
When they heard our friend had planned his
Little trip among the Andes
How they'll bare their snowy scalps
To the climber of the Alps