Photograph by Maria Fokas
Setting of Beneath the White Willow – Novel by Maria Fokas
Promise me, you will do the things we dreamt of doing together
Promise me, and if we ever meet again –
I promise to make things right.
. . .
Darkness has taken hold of me; there is no plea for my weakness
But I will not forget:
The times you held my hand, when I was far above the ground
The times you held on, when I disappeared into the underworld
And if by chance, you ever trip and fall;
For doubt has a funny way of twisting certainty; Remember this:
I never knew a braver man than you; Noble to your promises, and generous with your soul
It will always be you; my love –
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“To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before, and which shall never be seen again”
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 – 1882)