The birds have all flown to their roost in
the tree,
The last cloud has just floated lazily by;
But we never tire of each other, not we,
As we sit there together, – the moun-
tains and I.
Li Po A.D. 705-762
The birds have all flown to their roost in
the tree,
The last cloud has just floated lazily by;
But we never tire of each other, not we,
As we sit there together, – the moun-
tains and I.
Li Po A.D. 705-762
Thanks for sharing this idea. Anita
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