Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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to fade, and Stevie slowly woke up in his cozy bed by the

window.

The “cotton” was still falling outside, and Stevie's heart was

warm with the memories of his dream adventure. He stretched and

yawned, ready to face a new day with the same curiosity and

wonder that had taken him on such a magical journey.

And who knows? Maybe one day, Stevie would dream of another

grand adventure in the world of "Bringing Up Father."

When New York Was Irish

Celtic Thunder

I'll sing you a song

of days long ago

when the people from Galway

and the County Mayo

and all over Ireland

came over to stay

and take up

a new life in Americay

They were ever so happy,

they were ever so sad

to grow old in a new world

through good times and bad

All the parties and weddings,

the ceilis * and wakes

when New York was Irish,

full of joys and heartbreaks

We worked on the subways,

we ran the saloons

we built all the bridges,