Richard and I visited the small cemetery at Moreton this afternoon -
We'd come to see the grave of T E Lawrence -
Later, we would cross the river, to follow a straight track through the pines -
Gazing at the white stone set over illustrious dust, we felt our years like wings upon our backs -
They would carry us away, far from our precious hearths -
15.00
Sunday 17 May 2015
Moreton
Dorset
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