I just want to share my favorite poem, about finding the strength to let go, the strength to move on and finally be free.....
"...Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind: ..."
William Wordsworth -"Intimations of Immortatity"
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I like this poem, too.
Maybe for a different reason, as yours. Still, it was wonderful finding another fella liking it.
(...that while lurking, I found myself commenting. Ta-har.).
Nice blog, btw. Pabalik, minsan..?
Hi Blogger, thanks for the comments about the poem and my blog, much appreciated...
Sure... you are most welcome to drop by anytime!
Oh. You're welcome.
Thanks, too.
Call me Erik. That's my online name.
hi Erik, you can call me Dhon.. that's both my online name and my nickname.. Thanks again for taking the time in visiting my blog... cheers!
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