
Welcome
No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manner of thine own Or of thine friend’s were. Each man’s death diminishes me, For I am involved in mankind. Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee.
3 comments:
Yip.
Love,
T in J
So nice to feel the sun again after such a bloody cold winter.
Pstonie, i think we all agree on that, the warmth is so welcome :)
Even Terri is sitting there smiling and nodding :D
I trust the warmth carries into all our hearts.
peace and love
Post a Comment