I’m very sleepy and ready to turn in.
But first… this is a poster that I assume one of my younger sisters put up in their room, which used to be my room, oh so many years ago, which is the room i’m staying in while visiting my mom.
There’s a 12″x12″ mirror tile on the closet door. A little too low to see in without hunching over. My older sister and I, when we shared this room in the 70’s, etched our names in the mirror with one of those diamond-tipped “pens.” They’re still there.
Funny.
I like this part of Browning’s poem: “…I love thee with breadth, smiles, tears, of all my life!” And I especially like the exclamation point 🙂
Night-night.
Sheila365 