T'was just a garden in the rain. Close to a little leafy lane. A touch of color 'neath skies of gray. The raindrops kissed the flowerbeds. The blossoms raised their thirsty heads. A perfumed thank you. They seemed to say. Surely here was charm beyond compare to view. Maybe it was just that I was there with you. T'was just a garden in the rain. But then the sun came out again. And sent us happily on our way.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
:: Literature feeds the soul ::
Finally, i know a little about Homer's Iliad.
Lit festival. Captain Hook. The Princess. Cleopatra. Truckloads of fun.
the pink lilies that blossomed at my place and disappeared after a stormy night.
cupcakes from Pat. Natalie's a month old. how am i going to eat such pretty things?
There's a King in my life and someday my Prince will come and "tears shall be no more." I don't need a 'happily ever after'because it is here. He gave me the greatest gift of love, in the boy, in my family and friends. If i could ask God for one thing, it would be the chance to say goodbye to my grandma.
~ loves ~ a cup of tea, flowers, picnics, stars, children, hugs, dogs, poems, ballet, books, all things beautiful.
~ A perfect day ~ waking up to the sight of fresh daisies...taking a walk in the gardens, by the beach... a cup of earl grey... a dance with the boy under a canopy of stars.
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