All those beautiful people
I want to have them, Have them all
All those porcelain models
If only I could make them fall

Be my heart a well of love
Flowing free so far above

A wintry eve
Once upon a tale
An Ugly Duckling
Lost in a verse
Of a sparrows carol
Dreaming the stars

Be my heart a well of love
Flowing free so far above

In my world
Love is for poets
Never the famous balcony scene
Just a dying faith
On the heaven's gate

Crystal pond awaits the lorn
Tonight another morn for the lonely one is born

Mjaam, viens no skaistākajiem gabaliem..it touches my soul ;)

ai, nu bet jābeidz vienreiz gruzīties..nu cik tad var..izslēdziet mani!!!

The Grass so little has to do -

 The Grass so little has to do -
 A Sphere of simple Green -
With only Butterflies to brood
And Bees to entertain -

And stir all day to pretty Tunes
The Breezes fetch along -
And hold the Sunshine in its lap
And bow to everything -


And thread the Dews, all night, like Pearls -
And make itself so fine
 A Duchess were too common
For such a noticing -

And even when it dies - to pass
In Odors so divine -
Like Lowly spices, lain to sleep -
Or Spikenards, perishing -

And then, in Sovereign Barns to dwell -
 And dream the Days away,
The Grass so little has to do
 I wish I were a Hay -

-- Emily Dickinson