LUCY'S LOGIC AKA YOU KNOW....
Monday, January 19, 2009
Quotable Photable
Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
1 comment:
Jean
said...
oh my. To be able to write poetry as beautiful as that. *sigh*
January 19, 2009 at 7:45 PM
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oh my. To be able to write poetry as beautiful as that. *sigh*
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