At noon I leave my clothes out to dry;
at sunset I fold them up
and carry them home in a willow-wood box.
The women laugh and ask each other:
"Who's that old servant with bare feet?"
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Quotes of the Day
My father would take me to the playground, and put me on mood swings.
by Louisa May Alcott
"A little bird I am,
Shut from the fields of air,
And in my cage I sit and sing
To Him who placed me there:
Well pleased a prisoner to be,
Because, my God, it pleases Thee!