One moment alone in the garden,
Under the August skies;
The moon had gone, but the stars shone on, -
Shone like your beautiful eyes.
Away from the glitter and gaslight,
Alone in the garden there,
While the mirth of the throng, in laugh and song,
Floated out on the air.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
In lands I never saw -- they say
Immortal Alps look down --
Whose bonnets touch the firmament --
Whose sandals touch the town --
Meek at whose everlasting feet
A myriad daisy play --
Which, Sir, are you and which am I
Upon an August day?
Tell us about the book you're reading
As it says in the title.. tell us about the book you're reading!
The one I'm reading at the moment (which I can't remember the name of, and I don't have it with me to check..) is about a group of friends who meet up after a number of years after losing a mutual friend. It is about how their lives have changed, and there are lots of brilliant stories about each of the people!