Sweet summer glows in the distance,
as the blue birds sing above my ear.
Just like the farmer wispers sweet nothings,
into his wife's ears.
While the window seal squeals
just so everyone knows it's here.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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2 comments:
refreshing poem. I really enjoyed it
i like the window seal part
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