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Once upon a time there were three little peasant girls named Moelle, Andrietta and Caravantina and they always used to steal apples and pears from the garden of an old woman who everyone said was a wi
When prim white winter melts away then carefree Spring comes out to play; each peach tree the Winter undresses she covers with her soft pink kisses and stroking willows makes them gush;
It is a peaceful day. The Earth tranquilly lays beneath the sky’s broad gaze and happy birds flit about, flap and play. A gentle, quiet breeze strokes through the willow trees
Standing beside the tall sycamore tree, I am reminded of when I was three and standing by my mother’s tree trunk legs gazing up at her face high overhead;