Greygranite1745

By Greygranite1745

The loch

'I will arise and go now, for always night and day,
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway or on the pavements grey'

But alas, the glade is no longer bee- loud - the dearth of insects is truly alarming

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