May God bless you and your...
There is a short poem by Yeats that always reminded me of Rhea. Especially - the sorrows of your changing face. I wish I had found the capacity to believe in her ability to change. When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in...
David Peter Vallee
April 21, 2023 | Other