Dear MA studies,
Now, I am really worried about the 8-page paper that you require of me. So I will try and make a paper/study structure, I hope this will keep me going, even just little by little. Hai, MA, please be gentle with me. I have been dedicating so much of me to you, so please give my vulnerable heart a tender tugging and not the usual forceful shove.
I will greatly appreciate that.
Love,
Joyce
PS this brings to mind Robert Frost, I do need a big dose of inspiration! :: mood :: just following the trail.
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Just keep going, and soon you'll be surprised :)
ReplyDeleteI love the rhythm of the poem. I remember it differently. But then, the things one remembers from the past always seem to be so different when confronted with the facts in the present time. oh well, I am envying your outflow of words, so I'm taking my time here commenting... Love you dude! :)
Hugs dude, mwah. Love you too ^^ I wish you a happy and meaningful life.
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