Poems & Selections

Lone Wolf

by Jodi Picoult
This is what I like about photographs,
they’re proof that once,
even just for a heartbeat,
everything was perfect.

By Emily Dickinson She died, —this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.
May God be with you and bless you, May you see your children’s children, May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings. May you know nothing but happiness from this day forward.
May your heart be warm and happy With the lilt of Irish laughter Every day in every way And forever and ever after.
By William Wordsworth I pledge to you today A hallowed place within my heart is where you’ll always stay. Wordsworth – Intimations of Immortality What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory […]