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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 do you think is the perfect first date?
I have been thinking recently about first dates. When you meet someone for the first time, what do you think is the best thing to do, and why?
I think something simple like a walk in the park is nice - because it's relaxed, and there's no money involved, so you don't have to worry about who is going to pay for it!
What do you think?