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It was a sparrow Feeding its hatchlings That made me recall how you care for me. It was the sky With it's endless height That reminded me of your infinite love. It was a tree, Standing tall and firm, That reminded me of your strength. It was the air, The air that I breathe, That reminded me of your importance. It was a rose With its brilliant hue of red That depicted my love for you. It was you. It was you. It was you.

Helios drove his chariot Across the vast, blue sky, Bring warmth upon the world, Bringing sight to a man's eye. Alas, the Sun sets down in the West As the golden mares retire; The welkin turns dark then glistens, Bathing Gaea with splendor. O! What a sight to behold! The handsome moon and the magnificent stars, The Orion, Perseus, Andromeda, the Hunter - All the specters that make the heavens a wonder. Then, Dawn rises from her sleep once more, Spreading her fingertips of rose unto the sky. And so a chaste day is born anew.

The Prewetts moved into the cottage near our house in Mulberry Street. Naturally, the family was delighted to obtain a house for a very low price. But why did the previous owner willingly sell the house for a cost that barely sufficed his family's needs? Maybe there was mold in the basement, or termites in the ceilings? It took the Prewetts three whole days to examine every inch of the house to see if anything needed fixing, and even Mrs. Prewett had already circled Percival's name in the list of all her favorite plumbers, just in case there was something wrong with the plumbing. At last, Mr. and Mrs. Prewett supposed that the previous owner