Tread softly.

[typical_heart]

HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

W.B. Yeats

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[maskofmandarin]

"A dreaded sunny day,
so I'll meet you at the Cemetary Gates,
Keats and Yeats are on your side,
While Wilde is on mine...

So we go inside, and we gravely read the stones,
All those people, all those lives, where are they, now?
With loves, and hates, and passions just like mine."

:)

[typical_heart]

Soooo when I say I miss England, I mean I miss England...and you.
I want to come home.

Can wishful thinking buy a plane ticket?

[gloriann]

I sang that Yeats song for choir once :)