Bald Eagle

By JohnJD

Cloths Of Heaven

Yesterday's blip was taken at Lymm Dam and the adjoining woodlands named The Bongs. On another visit there we had come across poems pinned to the trees. Some good, some bad and some indifferent. This was the last one that we came across which has always been a favourite of mine. It is by W B Yeats.

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