like it. name of a poem by edwin robinson. (an old story)
"strange that i did not know him then, that friend of mine! i did not even show him then one friendly sign. but cursed him for the ways he had to make me see, my envy of the praise he had for praising me. i would have rid the earth of him, once, in my pride! i never knew the worth of him until he died"
Excellent! I love the design of this. If you have time please be sure to give my design "Hermit House Hunt" that is currently in the running a good score and comment also. Thanks!
About my design