This is a fair kind of a day.
The folks were at Church to day. I was doing chores to day. I have a bad cold to day.
Seek to make your home most lovely
Let it be a smiling spot;
Where in sweet contentment resting
Care and sorrow are forgot;
Where the flowers
And trees are waveing,
Birds will sing
Their sweetest songs,
Where the purest thoughts will linger
Confidence
And love belongs.
The folks were at Church to day. I was doing chores to day. I have a bad cold to day.
Seek to make your home most lovely
Let it be a smiling spot;
Where in sweet contentment resting
Care and sorrow are forgot;
Where the flowers
And trees are waveing,
Birds will sing
Their sweetest songs,
Where the purest thoughts will linger
Confidence
And love belongs.
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