miércoles, 1 de septiembre de 2010

I do love this part of the poem

'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,

'I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.

'The years shall run like rabbits,
For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
And the first love of the world.'


The poem is called as I walked out one evening. In fact is a more sad poem than this verses let us imagine... if you want to read it all, it would be good but... stay away from it when you are almost on the way to bed.

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