But pleasures are like poppies spread

“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, Tam O’Shanter

Artist Lucy Grossmith
Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/

4 thoughts on “But pleasures are like poppies spread

  1. we enjoy the feeling of well being, then when it’s our turn we pass it on, and so the feeling continues to blossom, only when it’s gone, do we miss it, have a great day, amen


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