Friday, April 17, 2009
Happy children are all-stars, curious jugs of sunshine, their faces radiant, their eyes metaphors of emptiness and fullness perfectly contained, their naïveté keeps us entertained, they don’t think about anything too long, peanut butter keeps them energized, they have happy feet, elastic faces, like... Sign in to see full entry.
A year a'head, a flower unblown, a book unread:
A Tree with fruit unharvested: A Path untrod: A House whose rooms Lack yet the heart's divine perfumes: A landscape whose wide border lies in silent shade "neath silent skies: A wondrous Fountain yet unsealed: A casket with its gifts concealed - - This is the Year that for you waits Beyond... Sign in to see full entry.