4/28/07

#58 My Tree--First Water Sprinkling of the Season

If you would conquer Love,
he must be fought
At his first onslaught;
sprinkle but a drop
Of water, the new-kindled flame expires.
- Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)

1 comment:

Carol Woolum Roberts said...

Thank you Biby Cletus. I'm glad you like it. Look forward to having you drop in again.