Rest, for your eyes are weary, girl — you have driven the worst away —
The ghost of the man that I might have been is gone from my heart to-day;
We’ll live for life and the best it brings till our twilight shadows fall;
My heart grows brave, and the world, my girl, is a good world after all
Ooooh I do love a good Henry Lawson poem. He is almost as good a Mudgee export as the honey.
This one is for Bree & David. Strong, brave, and walking into the light.
Location: The Vinegrove, Mudgee