Let me not to the marriage of true
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never
It is the star to every wand'ring
Whose worth's unknown, although his
height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy
lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass
Love alters not with his brief hours
But bears it out even to the edge of
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Sonnet 116 William Shakespeare
From time to time I have joked with
you all about how my Debbie would
have quick come backs on Can you
feel the love,I guess you now
know that Can You Feel The Love will
be replace with love poems of my Love
for her or our love together.
Please friends bare with me for I'm
trying my best not to be depressed
and will be tryingto make my journal
fun once more.
And as always,thanks for listening!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Posted by garnett109 at 5:42 PM