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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
Postcard #5 - Where is Zom? Who is she going to meet up with?
Hello LEO members,@Shiny03
I couldn’t resist the call from a few LEO members to start exploring some parts of Asia, so I’m back on an international flight to the northern hemisphere.
I’ll cross the tropic of cancer and fly a distance of more than 5,900nm, but I’ll not catch the red eye as I’m departing early in the morning and will arrive in the evening with only one hour time difference between here and my final destination. The only thing I worry about is catching a cold over there as I’m leaving summer like temperatures for autumnal weather conditions. The transition might be a bit tough the first couple of days, isn’t it?
This hasn't stopped me though; nothing can stop the excitement of meeting up in the flesh with a LEO member, and I can’t wait to experience a different cuisine, language, culture and environment. Actually I’ll be very happy to leave the BBQ and bush style cuisine for a while.
Any idea what this destination is? Who am I going to meet over there?
and anyone joining in. Let’s play! ^.^
It befits a man to be merry and glad
Until the day of his death.