AutumnRocks
Shared on Thu, 03/06/2008 - 16:21It has been hecktic and full these last few weeks. I am so happy my break is finally here...even though some of my professors have decided projects due on the day we get back is a good idea, I will have a nice week with more relaxing than normal.
Pollux boy is still the cutest thing ever! And thanks to all that have given me some suggestions on care practices. That is very kind of you, especially you NoMo, thanks a billion.
And for today I wanted to leave you with a little piece I enjoy very much:
The Rainy Day
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust more dead leaves fall,.
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold and dark and dreary.
It rains and the wind is never weary.
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past.
And youth's fond hopes fall thick in the blast.
And my life is dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart and cease repining
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining
Thy fate is the common fate of all
Into each life some rain must fall
Some days must be dark and dreary.
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Submitted by IACO on Thu, 03/06/2008 - 19:52