A Love Unknown.
Flames softening a heart of stone
fading away each zealous stream.
A spirit dulled through nights of black
blossoms stars from a faerie dream.
A soul once dampened by frigid tears
warmed by a love now found.
Mangled wings bound by the sun
now airily flitter upon the clouds.
Drifting through the sands of time,
celestial burning suffuse the night.
The sweetness of the morning dew
caress my heart with wondrous light.
Your grace, beauty, and wisdom great
have seized my heart in awe unbound,
The earth, now below us, faint-
how sublime it is, this love we’ve found.
β’
Hello, November!
Dear Diary,
TodayΒ has brought with it a brand new day, along with its graying skies and chilled dew.Β As I sit here,Β the beginnings of a particular Shakespearean sonnet come to mind…
“That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang…”
Take care everyone.
Love,
Phoebe and Samantha
Silly Samantha Sunday
…because there isΒ nothing out of the ordinary about a supine cat…
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