"Wait upon fate: it is never too late / For delightful nightblooming destiny"
Transcendental Sonnet #1355: Serendipity
Occasionally something will go right Delightfully completely by surprise Sometimes a lonely dark depressing night Ignited by a spark from friendly eyes Sees hurt hearts which are not loved anymore Sprout unexpected wings to rise and soar
Love flourishes by serendipity Impossibility often gives rise To ascendent improbability All the beautiful things which never were Found in our grasp as we grasp him or her As I make love to you and you to me
Wait upon fate: it is never too late For delightful nightblooming destiny
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
Reindeer
I'm sure you will amount to something
your friend of all friends,
Franziska xxx
and yes.. I like you as a guy ;)
Beautifully penned and illustrated! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
John
Felix