kmk

i felt as though it was time to up-date my blog...it has been to long. may, my poem find comfort and a smile to all my lovely sg friends...

Meeting At Night by Robert Browning

The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!




...and...

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common-sense.
Helen Rowland

kisses to my sg loves. kmk.