What day is it?
Wearied by the long winter, he feels new strength move in his sinews, the lifting of gloom, the hope of spring returning.
He breathes deeply and becomes aware of a certain eternal power in the earth beneath him. He feels glad to be alive on this happy day.
Then he wonders why the Light Of His Life is scowling at him over the cornflakes.
Oh no...it's bloody Valentine's Day.
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|Publication:||The Birmingham Post (England)|
|Date:||Feb 14, 2006|
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