Some dreams seem to die so very quietly like the soft snow falling upon the mountain lee But in the morning sunrise light we see Dreams filled for all eternity
inspired by the poem of Emily Dickinson:
the sweeping up the heart and putting love away we shall not wait to use again until eternity
http://www.egroups.com/messages/emily9
I love the work of Emily Dickinson! If she was alive she would be very grateful and honored that her inspriation created this poem. That is if she became social. :)
I love the work of Emily Dickinson!
If she was alive she would be very grateful and honored that her inspriation created this poem. That is if she became social. :)