I Sit Beside The Fire And Think...

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I Sit Beside The Fire And Think...

Postby Feredir (hunter) » Thu Mar 16, 2017 9:14 pm

Hello everyone! this is a song that the good professor wrote (I believe) in his books, and I think goes well with what we do:

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen
of meadows-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;

of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.

for still there are many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

but all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.
I drink coffee and I pretend to know what I am doing...
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Re: I Sit Beside The Fire And Think...

Postby Harper » Fri Mar 17, 2017 1:04 am

Thank you for posting this.

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