The Lady of the Lambs, a Shepherdess of Sheep

Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white...
She holds her little thoughts in sight,
Though gay they run and leap.
She is so circumspect and right;
She has her soul to keep.
-- Alice Meynell

Tuesday

I'm tired, a little appreciation wouldn't hurt. I always play the fool, nothing is changing, damn.
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