Friday, September 14, 2007

Without Warning

Without Warning
    by Sappho.

Without warning
as a whirlwind
swoops on an oak
Love shakes my heart

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

every morning when my kids come down the stairs and make a beeline for their morning hug, I will think of this poem...  :)

~Amy

Anonymous said...


 Great poem!!    Love certainly has a way of sneaking up on a person!!

 ~Donna