And when I tire and think of youand all the things that you can do,
displaying hard won confidence
becomes my final obstinance,
and in the face of all your foes
I throw abandon, where it grows,
unabated, in the shade
of high achievement, duty paid.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful blog--very peaceful here! Thanks for adding me to your blogroll! It is much appreciated.
ReplyDeleteHugs from Mars!
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You are most welcome blackgirl on mars, Glad that you find it peaceful here, it is my escape. Right now, next door are breaking a wall, two cement trucks are passing and the yard foul are in competition with T's nephew's new speaker box.
ReplyDeleteBlackgirl on Mars is right, it's very peaceful here, I thought I was the only one who'd discovered this :-)
ReplyDeleteWell, if the blog is a reflection of your mind, Zooms, then your mind is a wonderful place.
GG, thank you,
ReplyDeletewith blushes. x
always good to check in with you zooms. as the other commentees have said it is peaceful here. your poetry is beautiful. i keep my copy of your writing about stones in my studio where i can visibly see it and read it.
ReplyDeletethanks.
You do seem a peaceful gal Zooms.
ReplyDeleteIndigomar, such compliments, thanks. I am glad that you like the poems.
ReplyDeleteBlisshill, I think I am mostly, but, like everyone else, I do have my moments.