Dinesh's photos with the keyword: Robert Francis

If they are doomed and all that can be done Should fail, if they must die and disappear And we must see them dying one by one, Summer and fall and winter, year by year Until there comes a summer so bereft That over river, meadow, pasture height No last and solitary elm is left Lifting its leafy wings as if for flight— Let us not make our grief for them too great And say we wished that we had gone before, Making the fate of elms too much our fate, Seeing the always less and not the more. Though elms may die, not everything must die: Not their green memory against our sky. ~ Fate of Elm ~ Robert Francis