Winter has crept in again and I wasn't even ready for Fall yet. I've been reading a lot of poetry lately. It helps me see the world differently and changes my creative expression. I've been dancing by myself in my room a lot lately too.
It is when we are near the end of a book that we enjoy it.
Guests who we anxiously expect often fail to come.
So the world runs always contrary to our wishes
How rarely in a hundred years do we open our hearts!