Monday, August 1, 2011

Summer Days

The Bee is Not Afraid of Me by Emily Dickinson

The bee is not afraid of me,
I know the butterfly;
The pretty people in the woods
Receive me cordially.

The brooks laugh louder when I come,
The breezes madder play.
Wherefore, mine eyes, thy silver mists?
Wherefore, O summer's day?

Do have a lovely summer's day. . . God bless and be well.

1 comment:

  1. And you are not afraid of the bee either!

    What a great pairing of the photo to the porm...

    and a great photo capture.