Monday, February 14, 2011


He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
By W. B. Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silverlight,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Happy Valentine's Day!
XoXo

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