Friday, November 02, 2012

A poem by A.E. Housman

By Jack Brummet
















This is a favorite small poem by A.E. Housman that has always stuck with me. . .



“The thoughts of others
Were light and fleeting,
Of lovers' meeting
Or luck or fame.
Mine were of trouble,
And mine were steady;
So I was ready
When trouble came.”

- A.E. Housman
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