Here is a good one for a Tuesday...or any day for that matter.
The timid folk beseech me, the wise ones warn me, They say that I shall never grow to stand so high. But I shall climb among hills of vanished lightning, And stand knee deep in thunder with my head against the sky.
- Winifred Willes
Enjoy!
The timid folk beseech me, the wise ones warn me, They say that I shall never grow to stand so high. But I shall climb among hills of vanished lightning, And stand knee deep in thunder with my head against the sky.
- Winifred Willes
Enjoy!