Keegan & Keeley - Spring 2007.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Posted by Greg and Felicia Huff at 10:09 AM
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My Harvest I did not plant you, true. But when the season is done, when the alternative prayers for sun and for rain are counted, when the pain of weeding and the pride of watching are through, then I will hold you high, a shining sheaf above the thousand seeds grown wild. Not my planting, but, by heaven, my harvest - My child. -- Author:Carol Lynn Pearson
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