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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
What did you eat? / have you eaten? / are you eating now?
What are you eating now? What have you eaten? What did you eat? Talking about food is so much fun (makes your mouth water). Share with the forum about what you have had for breakfast, lunch, dinner or a snack.
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