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Her lilting voice, sweet and soothing, once moved audiences to laughter and tears. Now, at bedtime, she hones her celebrated art for her daughter's enjoyment, regaling her with stories of wizards and talking birds, of princesses and castles and magical visits to a glittering fantasyland. She tucks her child in and listens to her prayer, then sleep tiptoes into the quiet room as the little girl turns over gently, all her lovely dreams just waiting to unfold like a glorious sunrise.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
All Her Lovely Dreams
Her lilting voice, sweet and soothing, once moved audiences to laughter and tears. Now, at bedtime, she hones her celebrated art for her daughter's enjoyment, regaling her with stories of wizards and talking birds, of princesses and castles and magical visits to a glittering fantasyland. She tucks her child in and listens to her prayer, then sleep tiptoes into the quiet room as the little girl turns over gently, all her lovely dreams just waiting to unfold like a glorious sunrise.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
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