When skies are blue, and Nature sings,
My spirit soars on carefree wings;
When skies are gray, and Nature bores,
My spirit falls asleep–and snores.
The most of us are tuned a bit
More with the skies than we admit.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 15, 1946
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Media name: New York Times (Daily)
Date Submitted: 05/03/1951
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