But some animals, like some men, leave a trail of glory behind them. They give their spirit to the place where they have lived, and remain forever a part of the rocks and streams and the wind and sky.
If you look close ... you can see that the wild critters have 'No Trespassing' signs tacked up on every pine tree. - Marguerite Henry
If you look close ... you can see that the wild critters have 'No Trespassing' signs tacked up on every pine tree.
- Marguerite Henry
Why not dream your own wonderful sequels? When you have finished a book, it can go on in your mind, the characters doing just what you want them to d… - Marguerite Henry
Why not dream your own wonderful sequels? When you have finished a book, it can go on in your mind, the characters doing just what you want them to d…
Machines have about as much warmth as a cube of ice. And that is why the horse is still part of our lives and will live on. He was here millions of y… - Marguerite Henry
Machines have about as much warmth as a cube of ice. And that is why the horse is still part of our lives and will live on. He was here millions of y…
But some animals, like some men, leave a trail of glory behind them. They give their spirit to the place where they have lived, and remain forever a … - Marguerite Henry
But some animals, like some men, leave a trail of glory behind them. They give their spirit to the place where they have lived, and remain forever a …
When Allah created the horse, he said to the wind, I will that a creature proceed from thee. Condense thyself.And the wind condensed itself, and the … - Marguerite Henry
When Allah created the horse, he said to the wind, I will that a creature proceed from thee. Condense thyself.And the wind condensed itself, and the …
Facts are fine, fer as they go ... but they're like water bugs skittering atop the water. Legends, now - they go deep down and bring up the heart of … - Marguerite Henry
Facts are fine, fer as they go ... but they're like water bugs skittering atop the water. Legends, now - they go deep down and bring up the heart of …
The wind flew. God told to wind to condense itself and out of the flurry came the horse. But with the spark of sprit the horse flew by the wind itsel… - Marguerite Henry
The wind flew. God told to wind to condense itself and out of the flurry came the horse. But with the spark of sprit the horse flew by the wind itsel…
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