4 Comments

1. 
   nafamoss · 2012-09-22 09:14

   ^___^ <3

2. 
   sirio174 · 2012-09-23 09:03

   All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,
   The first time on this shore,
   The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
   Trod with a lighter tread.
   Unwearied still, lover by lover,
   They paddle in the cold.
   Companionable streams or climb the air;
   Their hearts have not grown old;
   Passion or conquest, wonder they will,
   Attend upon them still.

   Angelo Branduardi, The Wild Swans at Coole

3. 
   onkel-m · 2012-09-25 14:57

   Thank You @sirio174 for the poetic comment !!! :-)

4. 
   onkel-m · 2012-09-25 14:58

   Thank You @nafamoss !!! :-)