Happy Valentine's Day!

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me

Emily Dickinson


Rebecca H. said...

Happy Valentine's Day!

Bobby D. said...

Hope is a thing with feathers...love this.

How are you holding up?

I am collecting info over at my blog for an experiment.

Anonymous said...

Happy Valentine's Day, LK! I love the poem - I never think to read Emily Dickenson and why should that be when she is so fab??

Beaman said...

I love that picture. Did you do it?

LK said...

Thank you all!

Beaman, I wish I could take credit, but no, I didn't do the picture.