Vreemde Vrolijke VrijMiBo
Het is weekend. Geniet ervan. Voor je het weet is het weer maandag.
As I walked through the lamplit gardens,
On the thin white crust of snow,
So intensely was I thinking of my misfortune,
So clearly were my eyes fixed
On the face of this grief which has come to me,
That I did not notice the beautiful pale colouring
Of lamplight on the snow;
Nor the interlaced long blue shadows of trees;
And yet these things were there,
And the white lamps, and the orange lamps, and the lamps of lilac were there,
As I have seen them so often before;
As they will be so often again
Long after my grief is forgotten.
And still, though I know this, and say this, it cannot console me.
Prettig weekend. En be nice.
Reaguursels
Dit wil je ook lezen
Black FriMiBo met Jessie J, Corpus Delicti, Vondel
Even de kerstbonus pre-emptive op een café nuken
VrijMiBo met De La Soul, René Karst, Danko Jones & THUNDERDOME
Nog steeds weekend, nog steeds bier, nog steeds nieuwe stijl
