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

Colder Weather

"You're a ramblin' man,
 You aint ever gonna change,
you've got a gypsy soul to blame,
and you were born for leaving."

"Well it's a winding road when you're in the lost and found
You're a lover, I'm a runner,
and we go round and round
and I love you but I leave you
I dont want you but I need you
but, you know it's you who calls me back here"
















--Zac Brown Band

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