She dried her tears, Emily Brontë.
She dried her tears and they did smile
To see her cheeks’ returning glow
How little dreaming all the while
That full heart throbbed to overflow
With that sweet look and lively tone
And bright eye shining all the day
They could not guess at midnight lone
How she would weep the time away
GIFF reblogué de lula&lace;.
Jeu de briques
Snake
Pacman
Bubble