Wednesday, February 12, 2014

In Remembrance

Heart of my heart, we are one with the wind,
One with the clouds that are whirled o'er the lea,
One in many, O broken and blind,
One as the waves are at one with the sea!
Ay! When life seems scattered apart,
Darkens, ends as a tale that is told,
One, we are one, O heart of my heart,
One, still one, while the world grows old.
Alfred Noyes


Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Thinking of you on this day. We won't forget either.

WordsPoeticallyWorth said...

An interesting piece that I enjoyed reading.

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Barb said...

I remember, too - hugs to you, Hildred.