Moving On

INTO my heart on air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

A. E. Housman

A Shropshire Lad XL


About Alan

Settling into my 7th decade and still determined not to grow up too soon.
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2 Responses to Moving On

  1. Pilgrim33 says:

    Desperately difficult that it is ,try and look forward.
    Aim at a goal.
    Not every day needs to be a gain but now and then being able to think-“That’s good.”helps.


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