Texture - ✞When through the woods, and forest glades I wander, And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
I love this. I love how you can see the age in his hands and tell his lived a long full life. Also I love how after so many years he still wears the ring he got on a day that probably meant the world to him that he got