Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting The soul that rises with us Our life's Star Hath had elsewhere its setting And cometh from afar Not in entire forgetfulness And not in utter nakedness But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.
--William Wordsworth
The Characters
Gaia Hippie -- me Urban Shaman -- the husband Il Tonino -- my son
2 comments:
oh no! i assume it was a white wine, which i don't drink so i have no clue if its still good....but i forget stuff in the freezer often!
I don't see why not. Just be glad it wasn't champagne, then you'd be cleaning up broken glass :)
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