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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
How often do you eat out?
I had my lunch out today, so I was wondering exactly how often people tend to eat out.
I usually go perhaps once every two weeks, and I think that it is a good way to catch up with your family.
What about you? How often do you eat out?