If They Could Speak

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.

Lost Bud

Lord save us all from... a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms. ~Mark Twain

Showers in Summer

A drop fell on the apple tree,

Another on the roof;

A half a dozen kissed the eaves,

And made the gables laugh.

A few went out to help the brook,

That went to help the sea.

Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,

What necklaces could be!

The dust replaced in hoisted roads,

The birds jocoser sung;

The sunshine threw his hat away,

The orchards spangles hung.

The breezes brought dejected lutes,

And bathed them in the glee;

The East put out a single flag,

And signed the fete away.

(Summer Shower: Emily Dickinson)