As snow covered mountains make this day bright , I sit and dream of springs fresh delight (no poet me ! )
Thomas Gray: “Lo! where rosey-blosomed Hours, Fair Venus’ train appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers, And wake the purple year!…”
As snow covered mountains make this day bright , I sit and dream of springs fresh delight (no poet me ! )
Thomas Gray: “Lo! where rosey-blosomed Hours, Fair Venus’ train appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers, And wake the purple year!…”
Love it, it’s like they’re dancing.