White is wool for a baby’s shawl
Fine and soft and knit with care
White is the gown of the maiden bride
With lacy frills and flowers for her hair
White is the shroud that wraps the dead
And goes with them to the darkest deep
White is the light that welcomes us
As we rise, from our final sleep.
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7 comments:
The photos are beautiful Gilly! And the poem touches my heart. Thank you!
Love the drops on the flower!
(And not because I have posted something like it, too...honest! ;)
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That first shot is just so alive! The droplets look like they could jump right off the screen.
Oh my goodness, what lovely photos, and your words just make my day....I so needed a lift like this. Bravo!
That first shot and the one of the swan's wing are masterpieces.
Such beautiful photos - and your words are lovely too. That first one - amazing!
These are beautiful! Love, love, love the second one (but they are all fantastic!) !
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