Lying in bed i listened to the rain fall down on the roof, the room was completly dark besides the gleam of the kitchen light down the hall. 'It's so dark i murmurmed to myself"
Photographs;Sophie Letourneu.
I whispered, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
Brown Penny by William Bulter Yeates.
Poems are always so delightful to read, they make you feel a bundle of emotions all at once. Ah, love, to love and be loved.
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'It takes so little to make people happy. Just a touch, if we know how to give it, just a word fitly spoken, a slight readjustment of some bolt or pin or bearing in the delicate machinery of a soul.'-Frank Crane.