Hello ladies. Though I am young, I highly doubt that I will ever be sending out monogrammed invitations to celebrate my matrimony. Am fully content with a cup of Earl Grey and a volume of Hemingway or Gertrude Stein. However, a companion in life will be desired--a dog, preferably one that resembles a throw-rug. I've a poem to share from one of my favourite authors. Enjoy!
Oh, love is a glorious cycle of song A medley of extemporanea Love is a thing that can never go wrong and I am Marie of Roumania.