The labourer at a greenhouse must suffer much for the sweetness of sleep. Some days she doth stand upon her feet for eight hours. She heaveth soil bags of fifty pounds onto the blue machine. When she seeth others watching, she asketh for assistance, but when their backs are all turned, she undertaketh the heavingContinue reading “Sweet is the Sleep”
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Canada Day
At dark, bright streaks like shooting stars— Arch grandly ‘cross the summer night. They burst into a flickering light Erupting into showers of sparks. The thrilling pops resound afar, Across the fields they echo low. The sizzling colors spray and glow Like water fountains in the sky. Again one shoots; again it blasts, A chandelierContinue reading “Canada Day”