Dreams

To walk beside a mountain stream

This is the life of which I dream.

To lay and watch the stars go by

Is what I’d do when I do die.

To love my life as time goes by;

Enough to make an old man cry.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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