ofallingstar:The sunshine on the long white roadThat ribboned down the hill,The velvet clematis that
ofallingstar:The sunshine on the long white roadThat ribboned down the hill,The velvet clematis that clungAround your window sillAre waiting for you still….Again the shadowed pool shall breakIn dimples at your feet…And when the thrush sings in your woodUnknowing, you may meetAnother stranger, sweet.And if he is not quite so oldAs the boy you used to know,And less proud, too, and worthier,You may not let him go-For daisies are truer than passion flowers,It will be better so. -- source link