May you find peace, dear one
Feb. 13th, 2005 05:18 am*clings to all of you*
The smallest flower that breathes but a day
Distills its fragrance into sweet perfume,
Garbs itself with grace in bright array -
Exquisite, brief intensity in bloom.
Whether the notes of life are short or long,
From end to end what matters is the song.
from "A Measure of Life", Marjorie Wright Miller