An Old Sweetheart Of Mine

The ordered intermingling of the real and the dream,—
The mill above the river, and the mist above the stream;
The life of ceaseless labor, brave with song and cheery call—
The radiant skies of evening, with its rainbow o’er us all.

 

James Whitcomb Riley

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