the snow ghosts danced and swirled across the road
and disappeared into the dark woods.
the wind howled up the hill, slammed against the house,
careened around the corner
and dissolved into sighs as it flew through the
boughs in the great pine.
the snow and the birches glowed faintly in the evening.
the branches snapped and cracked in the cold and
the stars twinkled.
We are put on earth for a little space that
we may learn to bear the beams of love.
-William Blake
Love is the only thing in the world of
which one cannot give too much.
-Ashley Montagu
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