(I've gotta feeling if I sang this loud enough, you would sing it back to me.)
Monday, January 08, 2007
Happy Sweet 16th Birthday, Erin!
A poem for you on your birthday, with lots of love!
To a Young Lady William Cowper
Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid Silent and chaste she steals along, Far from the world's gay busy throng: With gentle yet prevailing force, Intent upon her destined course; Graceful and useful all she does, Blessing and blest where'er she goes; Pure-bosom'd as that watery glass, And Heaven reflected in her face.