Hawthorn, white and odorous with blossom, framing the quiet fields, and swaying flowers and grasses, and the hum of bees.
I have followed my ear and my heart, which may be false. I hope not. - F. S Flint
I have followed my ear and my heart, which may be false. I hope not.
- F. S Flint
Hawthorn, white and odorous with blossom, framing the quiet fields, and swaying flowers and grasses, and the hum of bees. - F. S Flint
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