The elms stand naked their brown leaves on the ground On the gravel path by the winds scattered around The overnight frost has left the park looking gray Just after daybreak on a cold Winter’s day. The magpie on the blackwood tree seems brave to sing He sings all year round though more often …

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  “The only real blind person at Christmas-time is he who has not Christmas in his heart. We sightless children had the best of eyes that day in our hearts and in our finger-tips. We were glad from the child’s necessity of being happy. The blind who have outgrown the child’s perpetual joy can be …

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