BOOK 08, CHAPTER 2, PAGE 5

The Rainy Day

The day is cold and dark and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the moldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold and dark and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

My thoughts still cling to the moldering past,

But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,

And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining:

Thy fate is the common fate of all:

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary

Henry W. Longfellow

GOOD MORNING

As our day is supposed to be a rainy one, I thought the poem above very appropriate. Tomorrow it will get colder again and possibly snow they say, but there is no sunshine coming our way .

It is an amazing 54 degrees according to my computer this morning. It won’t last, I know. Officially they do say WINTER is now half way over. We still have the other half to go.

I will definitely be on my TRIP TO THE BEACH today. My mind will be there for sure, but not the body. It will be at work as usual. People will probably look at me and what on earth I’m smiling about, little will they know I’m really at the beach.

THOUGHT FOR TODAY

If it weren't for the dark days,

we wouldn't know what it is to

walk in the light.

Earl Campbell

May your day be blessed with a few SMILES

and lots of SUNSHINE to warm your heart !

MA

 

 

 

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