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Jul 2018
Tall Nettles cover up the corner, as they have done
These many springs, the rusty harrow, the plough
Long worn out and the harrow made of stone:
Only the elm **** tops the nettles now.

This corner of the farmyard I like the most:
As well as any bloom upon a flower
I like the dust on the nettles, neve lost
Except to prove the sweetness of a shower.


By Edward Thomas.
This is just so unbelievably magnificent .
Love Mary x
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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