Save this sonnet for next year! A VALENTINE FOR MY PARENTS If once a year the praises that I spend On what this world contains of fair and true Can interrupt their outward flow, and bend Back to their origin, then shall you two, Well-born and of the world's nobility, Obtain, not all your due, but some small part, Who gave me life and give it constantly Not only to myself, but to my art. If I have learned to move within a form And gracefully to wear its lightsome bond, I learned this from the way you served the norm Ungrudgingly, and faithfully were fond: Through you the thought that love and law are one Unbroken beams from the eternal sun. Esther Cameron <eacam@xxxxxxxxxx> -- Keep in touch, Gail Shuster-Bouskila HOMEPAGE: http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Pantheon/8127/"If we are taught what to think, but not how to think, we end up not thinking at all" -- Mordecai M. Kaplan
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