“Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.”
Here go the young puppies, swimming rivers and climbing mountains, no time to get clean 😊
#puppies #Maremma #freedom #dustifyoumust #poetry #farming #farmlife #pastured #eggs #muddy
--from the poem “Dust If You Must” by Rose Milligan
Photography by Haydn
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.”
Here go the young puppies, swimming rivers and climbing mountains, no time to get clean 😊
#puppies #Maremma #freedom #dustifyoumust #poetry #farming #farmlife #pastured #eggs #muddy
--from the poem “Dust If You Must” by Rose Milligan
Photography by Haydn
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