From the September 1936 Farmer's Wife Almanac
I'm Rich
I have the sunset and the dawn,
The dew that skips across my lawn,
The birds that nest among the trees,
The quiet whispering of the breeze---
Each one is mine.
The velvet petal of the rose,
The talking brook that onward flows,
The hills, the clouds, the deep blue sky.
Ah, who is wealthier than I?
The sunset, dawn, the birds and breeze,
The rose, the brook, the hills and trees---
These are all mine, but best of all
I have the God who made them all.
by: Rich, at 24, Pennsylvania
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I see your picture of goldenrod - the thing I am most allergic to! LOL!!
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