Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Thursday Poetry

Every morning lean thine arms awhile
Upon the window-sill of heaven
And gaze upon thy Lord,
Then, with vision in thy heart,
Turn strong to meet thy day.
Thomas Blake

I have to leave my poem tonight because my impetuous husband wants to take me to the beach to our favorite hotel tomorrow for a couple of nights. Woo-Hoo! Maybe pictures to share soon!

1 comment:

meggan said...

oh yay! have fun!