lunes, 17 de noviembre de 2008

My Window

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.

That day she put our heads together,
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.


1 comentario:

despe dijo...

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.