There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, “She is near, she is near;” And the white rose weeps, “She is late;” The larkspur listens, “I hear; I hear;” And the lily whispers,...
Its been a while since I blogged. The holidays are always so crazy, I think I have finally just recovered from all the busyness. I thought I would start off with a new type of blog post- Inspiration. Photography is how I express myself, but my photography is inspired by music, poetry, people, and more. ...
