I forgot to include the poem Kathryn Joosten's character recited when Felicity Huffman scattered the ashes on Desperate Housewives last night. The poem, Do not Stand at my Grave and Weep, is attributed to Mary Frye:
R.I.P., Ida....Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
I love that poem...we actually read it at my dad's funeral. Made me cry. I loved that moment though...the serious with the comedy. I had kinda stopped watching the housewives...what was I thinking.
ReplyDeleteYou forgot my favorite line between Bree and the boys.
"He's a 3 and a 9 doesn't go into a 3."
Bree, "Well then I'll just have to find someone who doesn't know gay math."
Hysterical.
I love anything with Bob and Lee. More Bob and Lee!!! Ya think with Marc Cherry being gay that wouldn't be a problem!
ReplyDeleteI didn't think Walter was a 3. A 6 or 7 maybe... Although Andrew is a 9, though and I'm sure he knows gay math--LOL!!!
See if you can download the Halloween episode. Really witty stuff...