Sunday, October 19, 2008

A friend was still waiting

Alone with myself..., The trees bend to caress me..., The shade hugs my heart. ~C, Polgar~
"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. ~William Shakespeare~

1 comment:

Laura ~Peach~ said...

beautiful photo... lovely verse.
hugs Laura