May 6, 2014 – Smriti "Simmi" D. Isaac

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Just like the pink one. Located same place, I.e., my driveway.

No guesses for who does.

The Dreams of My Heart by Sara Teasdale

The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,
Nothing stays with me long,
But I have had from a child
The deep solace of song;

If that should ever leave me,
Let me find death and stay
With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten
Like the rain of yesterday.