She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
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That is one of my mommy's favorite poems. She squealed when she read it.
Mom said it's been a long time since she heard that poem :)
You do have pretty eyes.
Georgia
*sigh* Soooo romantic. Mom asked dad why he never recites poetry to her anymore and he said dat he can't amember it anymore. She's just happy to know dat if he could amember it he would say it to her.
That is a very beautiful poem, and so apropos!
Hey Comet stopped by to check on ya. Beautiful photo and liked the poem so much. Going to use that photo is ya if ya don't mind.
OOOh! Coolies! - that is to Sassy!
One of Her students put the poem up on his blog for his homework, so She copied it over to here and put the starry skies picture she took, with it.
Mommy loves that poem. Just loves it!
How romantic! Just gives a softer side to the FBI cat.
That is the ultimate romantic poem - now all the Artsy Catsy girlcats are swooning!
Rocky
A furry cute photo!
That is a wonderful poem. You have lovely eyes.
Sweet, and so true...
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