The Statue of Liberty
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest tossed, to me:
I lift up my lamp beside the golden door."
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
February 1, 2017
Posted by Pat at 10:03 AM
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