Wine-o

To friends at home, the lone, the admired, the lost
The gracious old, the lovely young
To May the fair, December the beloved,
These from my blue horizon and green isles
These from this pinnacle of distances I,
The unforgetful, dedicate.


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About purplesque

Psychiatrist, cook, bookworm, photographer. Not necessarily in that order.
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3 Responses to Wine-o

  1. Zotta says:

    Did you write that yourself? Pretty amazing!

  2. Purplesque says:

    Oh God, No. Thats R. L. Stevenson. On second thoughts, I should have attributed the poem to him in the post..my fault. It was just that kind of evening where it seemed especially apt, and ended up here. đŸ™‚

  3. Zotta says:

    Well, it's great!

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