Frost-Work
By Thomas Bailey Aldrich
These winter nights, against my window-pane
Nature with busy pencil draws designs
Of ferns and blossoms and fine spray of pines,
Oak-leaf and acorn and fantastic vines,
Which she will make when summer comes again
Quaint arabesques in argent, flat and cold,
Like curious Chinese etchings . . . By and by,
Walking my leafy garden as of old,
These frosty fantasies shall charm my eye
In azure, damask, emerald, and gold.
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Cannot write now because I am off to see That Movie again and have California Tortilla with
Many thanks for all the gerbil comments and much love to
Gacked from
Honesty: Honesty. Compassion. Tact. Self-deceit.
Honesty makes lovley purple flowers in the spring.
This spawns inner thought about ourselves. To
be honest about who we are. You are a truth seeker!
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