Friday, 29 March 2013

Thank God For Little Pleasures - XIII


“I sit beside the fire and think 
Of all that I have seen

Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been



Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair



I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring 
That I shall ever see



For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green



I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know



But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet 
And voices at the door” 
― J.R.R. Tolkien




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