Literary Tuesday

Just for fun (and to use old pictures!), here's the first edition of Literary Tuesday!

My mom used to have us memorize poetry at breakfast when we were young

and I wish I could remember all those sweet, short poems. 

But, alas, I cannot.

So instead I thought I'd start something new on my blog.

Below is a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (of "How do I love thee?  Let me

count the ways" fame) who would have been 206 today...should she have been

blessed with an extraordinarily loooong life!

Enjoy!

Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers

 Plucked in the garden, all the summer through

And winter, and it seemed as if they grew

In this close room, nor missed the sun and showers.

So, in the like name of that love of ours,

Take back these thoughts which here unfolded too,

And which on warm and cold days I withdrew

From my heart's ground.  Indeed, those beds and bowers

Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue,

And wait thy weeding; yet here's elgantine,

Here's ivy!-take them, as I used to do

Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.

Instruct thine eyes to keep their colors true,

And tell they soul their roots are left in mine.