My Heart Is Like A Withered Nut! Comments

My heart is like a withered nut-- It once was comely to the view; But since misfortune's blast hath cut, It hath a dark and mournful hue. ~ it's really beautiful poem; great feelings to enjoy this poem

Do you remember dreaming when you were maybe 8 or 9? I thought I was going to live to be 100.

And my poor heart, I feel in truth, Nor sun, nor smile shall light it more! ....so touching and impressive. It is a brilliant poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton.

She might as well be a prisoner locked in a windowless cell- -the normal love-filled life of a well-married woman is not hers and is not apt to ever be... until her betraying husband dies at which time she will probably be too old to rise again and unfortunately too bitter to realize there are men who would love her truely and well.

Heart of a poet is more tender than petal of a flower. it can realise all ups and downs of life. lovely ink.