The cold night calls Stars glow up the skies Picturing many tales Stories only told by sight, So the Shepherd feels all From his fluffy bed of wool
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when night decides to play a song it will be a throbbing lullaby on the roof, flying insects buzzing by the window tally to this exhilarating night sound, and howling from the wind, so deep resound, whereas the night is young
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The Spider’s Tale and Song
The Spider’s Tale Childhood classes taught a lesson on perseverance and diligence. This was a lesson that featured the little spider who never gave up and the overthrown king who learned to be resilient. I’ll retell the tale in simple words. Once there was a king who was ousted by his brother. He sat in […]
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