<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div><h3 id="3-%E2%80%9Chope%E2%80%9D-is-the-thing-with-feathers-by-emily-dickinson-" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; padding: 0px; font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 26px; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.2em; color: rgb(198, 64, 39); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: 700;">“Hope” is the thing with feathers</span></h3></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; background-color: white;">by Emily Dickenson</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; background-color: white;"><br></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; background-color: white;">“Hope” is the thing with feathers –</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">That perches in the soul –</span><br><span style="background-color: white;">And sings the tune without the words –</span><br><span style="background-color: white;">And never stops – at all –</span></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 15.6pt; font-size: medium; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif;">And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –<br>And sore must be the storm –<br>That could abash the little Bird<br>That kept so many warm –<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 15.6pt; font-size: medium; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif;">I’ve heard it in the chillest land –<br>And on the strangest Sea –<br>Yet – never – in Extremity,<br>It asked a crumb – of me.</span></p></div>—————————————————<br><br><div dir="ltr"><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">http://www.MoscowCares.net</span></div><div><br></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div><div><br></div><div>“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”</div><div>- Roy E. Stolworthy</div><div></div></div></div></body></html>