We grow great by dreams.
All big men are dreamers.
They see things in the soft
haze of a spring day or in
the red fire of a long
winter's evening. Some of
us let these great dreams
die, but others nourish
and protect them; nurse
them through bad days
till they bring them to the
sunshine and light which
comes always to those
who sincerely hope that
their dreams will come
true. -- Woodrow Wilson
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What a wonderful entry this is. Thanks for sharing it. Enjoy your weekend. Hugs. *Barb*
That was lovely. I never knew Wilson was poetic. Thanks for sharing. : )
That was wonderful and as stated earlier I never knew that of ole Wilson john
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