Friday, June 5, 2015
need a row of hearts
Bleeding hearts from the grounds, gardens of Biltmore House
What a reminder of love. Love that bears all things. I need this row today. Don't you?
From there to here in these last few minutes:
Let not your hearts be troubled: a new sonnet
by Malcolm Guite.
a row of bleeding hearts
nestles betwixt the boughs;
holds a pouch
( photo by my sister: Biltmore House Spring Garden)
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