[Soaring Feather]

Good Monday morning everyone.

[Colonel_Flagg]

Good morning everyone! I hope you are all off to a great start this week. I think I've turned the corner at last - feeling quite well this morning :)

Sonnet---to Genevra
George Gordon, Lord Byron

Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe,
And yet so lovely, that if Mirth could flush
Its rose of whiteness with the brightest blush,
My heart would wish away that ruder glow:
And dazzle not thy deep-blue eyes---but, oh!
While gazing on them sterner eyes will gush,
And into mine my mother's weakness rush,
Soft as the last drops round Heaven's airy bow.
For, though thy long dark lashes low depending,
The soul of melancholy Gentleness
Gleams like a Seraph from the sky descending,
Above all pain, yet pitying all distress;
At once such majesty with sweetness blending,
I worship more, but cannot love thee less.