shy poet
i am shy and a poet, ask me about me
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
I hear
the weather is nice this time
of year
The coasts smile in the sun
old men play checkers
and the children play and run
old wives knit
young ladies curtsy
at the Gentlemen
who come to court
then...
I awoke
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