I hold the world but as the world,A stage where every man must play a part.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Mornin flower
When is the beauty of a flower most appeasing, is it in the morning when the air is cold and the few silently serving on its soft gental petals? Or is it in the glittering rays of the midday run,illuminating its glorious colors?
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