"La bonne santé est un état très précaire qui ne présage jamais rien de bon"
Un peu pessimiste mais à partir d'un certain âge, plus ou moins certain selon les gens, c'est drôlement vrai!
Hauts les coeurs! Attaquons la journée avec le sourire!
PS: auteur anonyme
I think that I shall never see
RépondreSupprimerA poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
by Joyce Kilmer
Thanks Elaine! That should go with the message "L'arbre"... Beautiful!
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