Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.
Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground,And thing next most diffuse to cloud,
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
Could be profound.
But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed,
And if you have seen me when I slept,
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
That day she put our heads together,
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.
...
Jr
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.
...
Jr
1 comentario:
i like it your pictures are wonderfull but now let me gift you my favorite poem 'tis a lesson you should heed, try try again,if at first you dont succed try try again then your courage should appear,for, if you will persevere,you will conquer never fear, try try again. good mornig garrobo its to late i have to go to sleep.kisses despe.
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