a message in a bottle
Poetry an Illusion
Saturday, April 02, 2011
For what is love
For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.
George Eliot
Today's Word
A.W.A.D.
posted by william at
3:12 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home
About Me
Name:
william
Location:
Atlanta, Georgia, United States
View my complete profile
Previous Posts
Music Of The Night - Michael Crawford
To a Butterfly
Sonnet 18 - William Shakespeare
The Lady Of Shalott - Alfred Lord Tennyson
Written in March
LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING
In My Life
I Heard a Bird Sing
Idle Thoughts on Autumn again.
November comes And November goes . . .
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home