Monday, August 9, 2010


Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;

1 comment:

Lydia said...

Well. This one brought unbidden tears. One of my favorite lines and you have the perfect image for it. What a beautiful post, layout and all.

Just left a message at another blog saying I'd be leaving you a link to a particular post. I am a woman of my word! Long-legged Leonard.