How long?

As long as there are hills and lakes;

as long as the moon yawns, dawn wakes;

as long as dew is wet and snow is cold;

as long as nights stay young and days grow old;

as long as stone is still and trees stand tall

there is beauty and that is all.



  1. Hi Lee,

    First, thanks for the follow, I have returned the flavor (which today, in your honor, is Cadbury Flake)! Second, love this poem, it’s composed well, and tells a beautiful story. Lastly, I really dig your blog title, I (as you can see from my own title) am truly a fan of a good play on words! Cheers, Jamy 😉

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