All Through The Long Winter, I Dream Of My Garden. On The First Day Of Spring, I Dig My Fingers Deep Into The Soft Earth. I Can Feel Its Energy, And My Spirits Soar.

-Helen Hayes

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All Through The Long Winter,

Helen Hayes

All Through The Long Winter, I Dream Of My Garden. On The First Day Of Spring, I Dig My Fingers Deep Into The Soft Earth. I Can Feel Its Energy, And My Spirits Soar.

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Dream

Spring

Winter

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