By William Allingham
Pluck not the wayside flower,
It is the traveller's dower;
A thousand passers-by
Its beauties may espy,
May win a touch of blessing
From Nature's mild caressing.
The sad of heart perceives
A violet under leaves
Like sonic fresh-budding hope;
The primrose on the slope
A spot of sunshine dwells,
And cheerful message tells
Of kind renewing power;
The nodding bluebell's dye
Is drawn from happy sky.
Then spare the wayside flower!
It is the traveller's dower.
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Friday was a gorgeous day. We dropped the van off early for servicing when we took Maddy to work, then we had an early lunch and went to Brookside Gardens, which was having a Pokemon Go event with lures on all the Pokestops, stretch bracelets for guests, and a cosplay contest. We went to see the tulips in full bloom, the azaleas coming into flower, the water snakes, and the Phanpys by the Japanese tea house:
We stopped at the mall to pick up Maddy and I got free samples from L'Occitane en Provence, then we all went to my parents' house for dinner while the Nationals and eventually the Orioles both won! When we got home, Maddy went out with friends from work, and, since it was Good Friday, we watched our two favorite cinematic versions of the Passion play: Jesus Christ Superstar and Life of Brian.
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