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Sunday, October 31, 2010

My youngest Grandchild, Anabelle

The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps- 
does anybody know where it was borne? 
Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon 
touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, 
and there the smile was first born . . . . 
- Rabindranath Tagore

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