That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all …
Emily Dickinson
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all …
Emily Dickinson
How much - how little - is within our power “Emily Dickinson
How much - how little - is within our power “Emily Dickinson
“Butterflies are white and blue
In this field we wander through.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Death comes in a day or two”…Edna St. Vincent Millay,
“Butterflies are white and blue
In this field we wander through.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Death comes in a day or two”…Edna St. Vincent Millay,
“Once in a blue moon
Somethin' good comes along” @ ‘Van the Man’ ; m.youtube.com/watch?v=oymu...
“Once in a blue moon
Somethin' good comes along” @ ‘Van the Man’ ; m.youtube.com/watch?v=oymu...