Jun 19, 2014

Beauty

This is the view from Anne Bronte's grave she died aged, (from my memory aged 29), having walked from west Yorkshire in clothes that were unsuitable for a autumn day out, get that walked from Haworth to Scarborough. Man and l can`t get to top of our hill these days total respect.
Real beautiful scene which need to look at deeply, ponder, reflect upon.

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All been Greedy and grasped too much cake at buffet.

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"