Love Poetry

My notebook is filling up with all the things I want to do this weekend. There seem to be a lot of fun events going on around town (like a bookworm bash). But, what I most look forward to is celebrating my sixth wedding anniversary on Saturday.

So I wish you all a wonderful weekend and I’ll leave you with a poem that I’ve recently discovered. Made me swoon a bit.

Outside the sky is light with stars;
There’s a hollow roaring from the sea.
And, alas! for the little almond flowers,
The wind is shaking the almond tree.

How little I thought, a year ago,
In the horrible cottage upon the Lee
That he and I should be sitting so
And sipping a cup of camomile tea.

Light as feathers the witches fly,
The horn of the moon is plain to see;
By a firefly under a jonquil flower
A goblin toasts a bumble-bee.

We might be fifty, we might be five,
So snug, so compact, so wise are we!
Under the kitchen-table leg
My knee is pressing against his knee.

Our shutters are shut, the fire is low,
The tap is dripping peacefully;
The saucepan shadows on the wall
Are black and round and plain to see.

~ Camomile Tea by Katherine Mansfield

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