You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing
On earth was ever loved: inside
The soil of every angry scene
A new seed sends shoots, fresh and green
Good year, 1996
The world’s a place of cups of tea
Flowers on tables, strange summer skies...
Heaven’s an autumnal room
When Allie is at home
The window-ivy shedding gloom...
