Made in Pistoia :Rose Barni & …” Nobody knows this little Rose” by Emily Dickinson

Nobody knows this little Rose — It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee. Only a Bee will miss it — Only a Butterfly, Hastening from far journey — On its breast to lie — Only a Bird will wonder — Only a Breeze … More Made in Pistoia :Rose Barni & …” Nobody knows this little Rose” by Emily Dickinson

A poem : He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven by William Butler Yeats

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because … More A poem : He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven by William Butler Yeats