“But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its 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’ (1791)

Bamburgh Poppies at Bamburgh Castle Northumberland by Calum Gladstone.

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