昨天想著婆婆寫了<珍惜>，今天看了一些WilliamShakespeare的sonnets，原來在愛情的道路上，他也有著弱者的一面….噢!可憐的老莎!…..原來我們也有著一樣的經歷和感受….讓我想起了過去的他………

我是在等待著心中的那個他

如鷹似的眼睛…

有這樣的人嗎?

看來是不知道何年何月了……但我相信會等到的.!!

Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possession，
And like enough thou know’st thy estimate:
The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate.

For how do I hold thee but by thy granting?
And for that riches where is my deserving?
The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting，
And so my patent back again is swerving.

Thyself thou gav’st， thy own worth then not knowing，
Or me， to whom thou gav’st it， else mistaking;
So thy great gift， upon misprision growing，
Comes home again， on better judgment making.

Thus have I had thee， as a dream doth flatter，
In sleep a king， but， waking， no such matter.