Because I could not stop for Death-

He kindly stopped for me-

The Carriage held but just Ourselves-

And Immortality.

 

We slowly drove-He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility-

 

We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess-in the Ring-

We passed the Fileds of Gazing Grain-

We passed the Setting Sun-

 

Or rather-He passed Us-

The Dews drew quivering and chill-

For only Gossamer, my Gown-

My Tippet-only Tulle-

 

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground-

The Roof was scarcely visible-

The Cornice-in the Ground-

 

Since then-'tis Centuries-and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses' Heads

Were toward Eternity-

 

~Emily Dickinson

Loveliest of tress, the cherry now

Is hung with bloom along the bough,

And stands about the woodland ride

Wearing white for Eastertide.

 

Now, of my threescore years and ten,

Twenty will not come again,

And take from seventy springs a score,

It only leaves me fifty more.

 

And since to look at things in bloom

Fifty springs are little room,

About the woodlands I will go

To see the cherry hung with snow.

~A.E. Housman

 

A land of love, and a land of light,

Withouten sun, or moon, or night:

Where the river swa'd a living stream,

And the light a pure celestial beam:

The land of vision, it would seem

A still, an everlasting dream.

 

There's a place that I travel,
When I want to roam
And nobody knows it but me.

The roads don't go there,
And the signs stay home
And nobody knows it but me.

It's far, far away and way, way afar,
It's over the moon and the sea,
And wherever you are going,
That's wherever you are
And nobody knows it but me.

-Patrick O'Leary

 

just so you know..

i woke up this morning and you weren't there.

and i liked it better when i could see you first thing in the morning.

yes.

i liked that much better.

so come home.

lets lay in the grass.

and eat snow cones.

but i wish snow cones were like water...so that they weren't sticky.

and because it makes me so mad. 

and I am irrational without you.

come home.