Every time seems short to be
That's measured by felicity;
But one half-hour that's made up here
With grief, seems longer than a year.
Felicity Quick Of Flight
written byRobert Herrick
© Robert Herrick
Every time seems short to be
That's measured by felicity;
But one half-hour that's made up here
With grief, seems longer than a year.
© Robert Herrick