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Kind dreamer,
whose vessels have voyaged in vain,
who woke where fondest memories reign
J
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Just a wish
at break of day,
The stars are fading
in the gray
I
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5 x 6 3/8 inches
I will dream in darkness
beyond the sea
And this
is all the world to me
1940 US Census
1940 Census Atlanta, Georgia, ED160-158, page 10, lines 58-60.
IT’S HERE! I wouldn’t recommend trying to access it right now, because their servers are getting hammered. Things should calm down soon, though. I did manage to find my grandma Jeanne, my great-grandma Nell, and my great-great aunt Margaret, but it wasn’t easy. Even knowing their street address, I had to look through three different schedules to find them, because there are no transcriptions available yet.
Oak Tree
The leaves are out for real.
Wild Columbine
Wild Columbine
H
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He waited to dream
his dream alone
No light save the stars
to guide him home
I love, love, LOVE this little dude. He’s a prehistoric, fossilized LOBSTERMAN.
G
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Gently woke the sleeping skies,
Waiting for the moon to rise
F
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For still the circle wider grew,
Home, by her rippling waters blue
E
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Each one in a waking dream
stands alone by the rushing stream
On weary wing in binding grim
the lesser stars grow pale and dim
red paper boat 