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About meI am an author and occasional publisher. Do contact me with any comments, questions or enquiries regarding my latest book 'Getting Out - Excerpts from a Cat's Diary' or any of my other books which include The Trams of Prague and Astromouse.
If you want to know what I am working on at the moment it is Dino-Dogs. Which is a story about three pre-historic Dogs called Dennis, Desmond and Dwight.
About my libraryI will read anything - yes I am like that!
The masterpiece of feline literature:
Getting Out - Excerpts from a Cat's Diary obviously ISBN 978-1441445605
I also love anything by:
Tom Sharpe
Lewis Carroll
The master Jerome K Jerome
Homepagehttp://www.thecatsdiary.com
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Member sinceJan 27, 2009
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by: William Allingham (1824-1889)
See how a Seed, which Autumn flung down,
And through the Winter neglected lay,
Uncoils two little green leaves and two brown,
With tiny root taking hold on the clay
As, lifting and strengthening day by day,
It pushes red branchless, sprouts new leaves,
And cell after cell the Power in it weaves
Out of the storehouse of soil and clime,
To fashion a Tree in due course of time;
Tree with rough bark and boughs' expansion,
Where the Crow can build his mansion,
Or a Man, in some new May,
Lie under whispering leaves and say,
"Are the ills of one's life so very bad
When a Green Tree makes me deliciously glad?"
As I do now. But where shall I be
When this little Seed is a tall green Tree
posted by theoldman at 11:56 am (EST) on Apr 7, 2009