"The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away."

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I have learned over the years that the nicest thing I can do is to just say to myself, "Good Morning Darling, I love you; we're going to have a really great day today."

— Louise Hay