I never see the prettiest thing -
A cherry bough gone white with Spring -
But what I think, "How gay 'twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree."
A cherry bough gone white with Spring -
But what I think, "How gay 'twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree."
8 comments:
Lovely thought with this poem. I sure loved to climb a particular cherry tree at the church yard when I was a kid. I could get totally lost in that tree.
From above all have a different perspective, I like ... this look is so pretty.
I like the world you see.
Kisses!
Oh the amazing Dorothy Parker! What wit!
The photo is breathtaking....Cherry Blossoms always symbolise Spring to me!
Your blog is wonderful....thought-provoking and full of beauty!
Happy Spring!!!!
Hugs,
♥ Robin ♥
What a stunning photograph! And always accompanied by the most perfect quote.
Happy Spring, my friend.♥
Beautiful!
joni- trees make good friends :)
remei- you make a great point. it's important to change our view every so often. hugs!
robin- yes, she says it her way! full of promise these cherry trees. big hugs to you.
lolo- gracias. Happy spring to you my dear!
elizabeth - many thanks.
Happy spring to you! Such a witty poem and wonderful picture. Thank you for your kind visit!!
Thanks, Shirley.
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