 Friends         |  Shakespear: A day began at mornings dew, fresh air of whispers caught my very soul, but tis not too last long forth time and heat, broke my spirt. Of what a sight it was to see your pic, this fine afternoon, forth my day hence brighter may. As my eyes healed from this day of labour, tis nice too know a beauty like thee, can raise my spirits free. 16 years ago • Reply • Report • Link 0 |
