A Red, Red Rose

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my Dear,

And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:

I will luve thee still, my Dear,

While the sands o’ life shall run.

Robert Burns

Friday, cheat day, judge me, don’t judge me, do what you must, see if i care ❤


3 thoughts on “A Red, Red Rose

  1. That’s what a marathon is about; drawing emotion. I actually ran (close to) a marathon once and at times I was in such a stupor that I was swearing (inwardly) about taxis driving past and not stopping to pick me up. Oh! Those inner demons! You are nearly there Linda Catherine, only the worthy will know of your cheats and as they are worthy they will never judge.B

    1. I can *so* relate to that. My half marathon was one of the worst/best experiences, don’t think i’d ever want to try it again (except for the poetry thing of course : ) but it sure was *an* experience. kudos for your (close to) full marathon! what a challenge!

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