Come with me
to the green, green orchard
For which
precious trees await
Their leaves are fluttering
in the breeze
Grassess dance in a swing
like no ends
Where scent of the flowers
are wafted by the breeze
Come with me
come with me
To the green orchards
of tranquility
Where trees
are only get greener with age
Where birds chirp
at their best
Carried by the cold
and friendly wind.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Developments in the Verbal System of Philippine English and Other World Englishes Seminar
Linguistic Society of the Philippines annual lecture-forum
of The Bonifacio P. Sibayan Distinguished Professorial Chair in Applied Linguistics
Speaker: Professor Peter C. Collins, The University of New South Wales, Sydney, Australia
De La Salle University, Manila
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