William
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
enwrought with golden and silver lights,
the blue and the dim and the dark cloths
of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
but I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
enwrought with golden and silver lights,
the blue and the dim and the dark cloths
of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
but I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
Det är samma känsla jag har för skatungarna som leker i trädtopparna och jag kan inte beskriva den.
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Postat av: la mamma
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