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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


Media name: American Scholar

Date Submitted: 06/11/1951


Media name: The Apostle

Date Submitted: 07/27/1951


Media name: Christian Home

Date Submitted: 09/11/1951


Media name: This Day

Date Submitted: 10/23/1951


Media name: Unity

Date Submitted: 01/07/1952


Media name: Ave Maria

Date Submitted: 01/22/1952


Media name: Sunday Digest

Date Submitted: 02/10/1952


Media name: The Challenge

Date Submitted: 02/25/1952


Media name: Denver Post

Date Submitted: 05/26/1952

Date Sold: 09/17/1952

Amount: 2.00