“But pleasures are like poppies spread,You seize the flower, it’s
bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then
melts forever.”
~ Robert Burns from the poem ‘Tam O ‘Shanter’,

Photo: Poppies, Dorset, England by Peter Spencer.

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