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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
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April's text #4.

aprilapril ModeratorPosts: 10,405 mod
@Lynne , here is the story from last Friday.
Looking forward to your correction as Grammarly and Ginger didn't help me much. :D

The jeans

Summer 2016 came to its end, but that particular day was nice and sunny so I took the advantage to go shopping.
My main goal was food shopping, but window shopping was also welcome.
The greengrocery was on the shopping street, not far from my house and I always walked to there.
I passed by one outlet store on my way to and from the greengrocer.
I had promised myself to keep away from any dress shop, but this outlet always put a rack outside full of jeans and other trousers, each for a very low price!
And I couldn’t resist stopping there and rummaged through all those clothes.
To date I had been able to restrain myself; let’s see what would happen today.
“Hmm, these jeans could fit me. Shall I try them? A pair of jeans more or less never goes amiss, right?”
I decided to try and went into the shop, looking for a fitting room.
There was only one, the entrance was half closed by a curtain.
I wasn’t sure whether somebody was using the room or not at that moment.
Shall I go or shall I not?
I decided to go inside; opened the curtain and almost jumped out of my skin!
I saw somebody there in a flash.
Oh sorry!” I apologized, but ... I didn’t hear any response!
When I looked again carefully, I realised what happened.
I apparently saw my shadow in the mirror.
What an embarrassing! Luckily, there was no one around.
For your information, the jeans fitted me very well and I bought them.
I did a bargain, it was worth the shock, but I broke my promise.


  • aprilapril Moderator Posts: 10,405 mod
    Thanks, @mheredge . :)
  • DeucalionDeucalion Posts: 622 ✭✭✭
    You described so vividly that episode of your life, @april, that I visualised a continuation of the story - a crowd of photographers asking your acceptance for a photosession to take pictures of you wearing that jeans. :smile:
  • aprilapril Moderator Posts: 10,405 mod
    Thank you, @Deucalion . :D
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