October 25, 2013

Duck Friday


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  1. When I saw the pic, Caz, this beautiful poem popped into my head.

    It's one of my favourites. I was about 16 when I first read it.


    Ah Sunflower.

    Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
    Who countest the steps of the sun;
    Seeking after that sweet golden clime
    Where the traveller's journey is done;

    Where the Youth pined away with desire,
    And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
    Arise from their graves, and aspire
    Where my Sunflower wishes to go!

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  2. Oops, meant to add, the author's name.

    William Blake (one of the romantic poets)

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