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I meant to do my work today, but a brown bird sang in the apple tree. I know that one, too. And a butterfly flitted across the field. And all the leaves were calling me. And the buttercups nodded their smiling heads, greeting the bees who came to call. And I asked the lizard the time of day, as he sunned himself on a moss-grown wall. And the wind went sighing over the land, tossing the grasses to and fro. And a rainbow held out its shining hand. So what could I do but laugh and go? My mother died when I was born. I live with my father on our own. And we had a cottage where we'd go. And he died, too. Now I'm alone.
