Stole this off a blog from a friend in my ward. Love it!
If, of thy mortal goods, thou art bereft,
And from thy slender store two loaves
alone to thee are left,
Sell one & from the dole,
Buy Hyacinths to feed the soul
~Musli-huddin Sadi
We played tennis outside last night. A little chilly, but so fun! I think that is the official sign of Spring.
3 comments:
Don't you think if you would have stayed at work that haunted night, you would have had a great blog entry!? Enough poems...I want to hear how you saw scissors floating across the room and zombies chasing you home...lol I really do like the poem. :-)
Oh so sweet. I can smell them now. Thanks:)
I don't get it.
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