Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Archive for October 18th, 2009

a34e4435b9fea4a6daa1d73c41d5e708

Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.
The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.

~W.B Yeats

Advertisements

Read Full Post »