Click ''Enter'' to start reading and then scroll down to bottom of each page and Click 'Next' to move on through Bulletin.
To leave Bulletin, click one of options at top of each page
O Summer Sun, O moving trees
O cheerful human noise
O busy glittering street
What hour shall fate in all the future find
or what delights ever to equal these:
only to taste the warmth , the light, the wind
only to be alive and know that life is sweet.
Summer Sun by Lawrence Binyon
photo: September Mike Eastwood
