Lhaqm
Joined: Jun 27, 2018
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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2018 6:42 am Post subject: But all of the while I sit and suppose |
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I sit beside the fire and think
of how the arena can be
whilst winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
For nevertheless there are so many things
that i've never seen:
in every timber in every spring
there may be a unique inexperienced.
I sit down beside the hearth and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall by no means recognise.
But all of the while I sit and suppose
of times there had been before,
I pay attention for returning ft
and voices at the door. |
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