Famous Poets KINDNESS

To Jane – Percy Bysshe Shelley

The keen stars were twinkling,

And the fair moon was rising among them, Dear Jane.

The guitar was tinkling,

But the notes were not sweet till you sung them Again.

As the moon’s soft splendour O’er the faint cold starlight of Heaven Is thrown,

So your voice most tender

To the strings without soul had then given Its own.

The stars will awaken,

Nonetheless, the moon sleep a full hour later To-night;

No leaf will be shaken

Whilst the dews of your melody scatter Delight.

Though the sound overpowers,

Sing again, with your dear voice revealing A tone Of some world far from ours,

Where music and moonlight and feeling Are one. ~


Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)