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Strange Crawling Carpets of the Grass

A Second Childhood —GK Chesterton When all my days are ending And I have no song to sing, I think that I shall not be too old To stare at everything; As I stared once at a nursery door Or a tall tree and a swing. Wherein God’s ponderous mercy hangs On all my sins […]