When the morning light awakens, chasing shadows from the land,
Here the door is always open, and the hands are never stilled.
When the evening is upon us, Ty Gafrewig Wen will sing.
...Journey til the race is run.
(Mistress Bronwen o Gydweli, December 19th, A.S. XXXII)
I offer this song to the over-achieving members of my Household with affection and with a somewhat obscure hope that some of them might even learn it -- or write something else to match it. Hey, with as much rampant talent as we have in this Hoursehold, it's a safe bet that someone can come up with something!
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