A BOWL of daffodils, A crimson-quilted bed, Sheets and pillows white as snow— White and gold and red— And sisters moving to and fro, 5 With soft and silent tread.
So all my spirit fills With pleasure infinite, And all the feathered wings of rest Seem flocking from the radiant West To bear we throw’ the night.
See, how they close me in, They, and the sisters’ arms. One eye is closed, the other lid Is watching how my spirit slid Toward some red-roofed farms, And having crept beneath them slept Secure from war’s alarms.
So touching how he deals with the war by remembering his sisters and the farm, back home. Please pray for our troops.
I have three cats,,two boys and a girl and a little, eleven year old mixed dog named Solo. That's my little
girl, Meshe in the pic..She is much prettier than I am, so I chose her for my pic. I also have a very nice DH named Billy. He's a keeper.