Heart we will forget him!
You and I, tonight!
You will forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you're lagging,
I may remember him!
I have been in a Medieval sort of mood this week... if you can even consider Medieval to be a mood. What does this mean exactly? Well, for me, it meant empire-waisted, flowing dresses, Irish ballads you can dance to, and plans to attend a joust while eating a turkey leg in October.
I also could not get the words of an Emily Dickinson poem out of my head today. This blog is a fusion of those two elements. Hope you enjoyed it.
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