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Occasionally, I like to read poetry. I have one of those books that lumps together a whole bunch of dead people’s poems and sometimes I leaf through it of an evening. I came across this one last night:
It’s a bit sappy, yes. But I put a photo of a cabbage flower behind it {using the ever awesome Image Blender} to soften the sappiness {cabbage flowers aren’t really romantic, are they?}.
Anyway, it’s always been one of my favorite poems. Those folks who lived way back when certainly had a way with words.
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