I have found the season to be damp
The blue ness where the water tramp
the sun light brilliant desk lamp
there a bloom of dusk and dawn
should remind of the day gone
the destiny of every air gusting wind
where it goes i truly do not know
from the time of burden and bliss
From the time of youths faithful kiss - i will go to only begin
here is faithful story of time
withering from leaves of thyme
once the way of flavorful spice
i look out the window and everything is nice
Monday, April 19, 2010
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