caitlyn-stewart - Hello Poetry

caitlyn-stewart

caitlyn-stewart

Scottish "Poems are hard to read / Pictures are hard to see / Music is hard to hear / And people are hard to love / / But whether from brute need / Or divine energy / At last mind eye and ear / And the great sloth heart will move."

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