What is thy bidding my master ?.
What is thy bidding my master ?.
A cup of tea and three chocolate digestivesOriginally Posted by tri-mind
what you mean you don't want a foot massage or something?......., sorry in mischevious mood tonight!
Are the roads clear if so should take about 2 1/2 to 3 hrs. I think you know full well i was referring to Lady Freckle the new Master.
Always digestives first. Then we'll see...........what you mean you don't want a foot massage or something?.......
Oh well spotted. I missed that landmark
Freckle,Has someone been slipping something into your Cocoa. I promise it wasn't me.
EMOTIVE WARNING - A change of tone ahead - extremely SAD, but so very moving and written straight from the heart like (I believe) all good poetry.
Aftermath
by: Amy Lowell (1874-1925)
I learnt to write to you in happier days,
And every letter was a piece I chipped
From off my heart, a fragment newly clipped
From the mosaic of life; its blues and grays,
Its throbbing reds, I gave to earn your praise.
To make a pavement for your feet I stripped
My soul for you to walk upon, and slipped
Beneath your steps to soften all your ways.
But now my letters are like blossoms pale
We strew upon a grave with hopeless tears.
I ask no recompense, I shall not fail
Although you do not heed; the long, sad years
Still pass, and still I scatter flowers frail,
And whisper words of love which no one hears.
Am Yisrael Chai
Really rather wonderful and very sad. Great stuff Mossdog.
Me too!!!!! how funny!....surely that can't be right can it?...oh well....think i'll check out the lounge!
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