Letter to my Husband

As a perfume doth remain
In the folds where it hath lain,
So the thought of you, remaining
Deeply folded in my brain,
Will not leave me; all things leave me –
You remain.

Other thoughts may come and go,
Other moments I may know
That shall waft me, in their going,
As a breath blown to and fro,
Fragrant memories; fragrant memories
Come and go.

Only thoughts of you remain
In my heart where they have lain,
Perfumed thoughts of you, remaining,
A hid sweetness, in my brain.
Others leave me; all things leave me –
You remain.

Australia’s Aboriginal Rock Art Provides Details of Creation Timeline

Ace History Desk – Australian rock art suggests Tasmanian tigers survived longer than previously believed The Tasmanian tiger – the striped, dog-like marsupial also known as the thylacine – has become akind of Australian legend. People know it as an animal that vanished too soon, leaving behindgrainy photos, museum specimens, and endless “what if?” debates. Now, a…

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