Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Something Mom Once Told Me.

“How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams with its illusions, aspirations, dreams! Book of Beginnings, Story without End, Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend!”

 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When I lived in England @ RAF Lakenheath - Mom sent me this poem. I love it still.

"How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams
with its illusions
aspirations
dreams! Book of
Beginnings - Story without end
Each maid a heroine. and
each man a friend.
!"

Makes me cry just thinking about it.

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