Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts

Happy distraction...

.

Hello, lovely friends, and Happy Monday to you!
I hope your weekend was everything you hoped it would be.

In the past few days, the world has been filled with heartbreaking news.
As my dear friend, Kateri, wrote on Saturday:
The world seems like a very grim place today.
I agreed with her, and determined to escape that feeling with happy distractions.

Happy distraction is the purpose of this post.
I hope to get your mind off sad news by showing you a few pictures.
Pictures taken last Thursday, July 21st.
Our wedding anniversary.

When I came downstairs Thursday morning,
I saw this.

Ron surprised me with a room filled with roses.
Literally filled.
#weepy

Roses everywhere.


The room smelled heavenly.


These are just like the roses in my wedding bouquet.


I tried to capture them all in a photo.
They simply wouldn't fit in just one.

There were roses of many colors.
Red, cream, pink, salmon, orange, yellow, lavender and white with red edging.

So romantic.
What a man.
Le sigh.

I would like to end this post with 
one of my very  favorite poems
about marriage.
It was in a book of marriage poems
that Ron gave me for
our sixth wedding anniversary.

~

The Telephone
by Robert Frost

'When I was just as far as I could walk
From here today,
There was an hour
All still
When leaning with my head against a flower
I heard you talk.
Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say -
You spoke from that flower on the window sill -
Do you remember what it was you said?'

'First tell me what it was you thought you heard.'

'Having found the flower and driven a bee away,
I leaned my head,
And holding by the stalk,
I listened and thought I caught the word -
What was it? Did you call me by my name?
Or did you say -
Someone said  "Come" - I heard it as I bowed.'

'I may have thought as much, but not aloud.'

'Well, so I came.'


{xo}


.



Flower-Gathering



Flower-Gathering
by Robert Frost

I LEFT you in the morning,
And in the morning glow,
You walked a way beside me
To make me sad to go.
Do you know me in the gloaming,
Gaunt and dusty gray with roaming?
Are you dumb because you know me not,
Or dumb because you know?

All for me and not a question
For the faded flowers gay
That could take me from beside you
For the ages of a day?
They are yours, and be the measure
Of their worth for you to treasure,
The measure of the little while
That I've been long away.


~This is one of my favorite poems ever written.  If I'm feeling a little unsettled or discouraged, peotry can uplift me.  As with most poetry, I feel the meaning is left for individual interpretation.  I'd love to hear your thoughts on what this poem is saying to you...

As always, I'm so happy you stopped by.  I hope your day is filled with beautiful words and flowers...xo