Walks waiting......lakes
Walks waiting……lakes
Longing for more than a walk around the block…meanwhile I ramble vicariously
The valley rings with mirth and joy;Among the hills the echoes playA never, never ending song,To welcome in the May.The magpie chatters with delight; The mountain raven’s youngling broodHave left the mother and the nest,And they go rambling east and westIn search of their own food,Or through the glittering…
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