Photo by Michael Alford a pretty day (and every fades) is here and away (but born are maids to flower an hour in all, all) o yes to flower until so blithe a doer and wooer some limber and lithe some very fine mower a tall; tall some jerry so very (and nellie and fan) some handsomest harry (and sally and nan they tremble and cower so pale; pale) for betty was born to never say nay but lucy could learn and lily could pray and fewer were shyer than doll, doll. E.E. Cummings