...The melted path summer runs Along, naked but for her tanned hide. Yes, spring is a Bully. All the earth in coitus for lonely bees to watch And as the world grows green, broken birds grow envy True, man, spring gets all the love. Verb in season Form. This is its roaring mouth leaving bite marks On the years front quaters; aide memoire to the Thoughtless ranks who bundle up their fear of age With love lost tattered scarves But it is also quite mindful of two masters, for all its Pomp and span: though keeping to the wings And later giving them up (only one needs the hand) It serves the lion and leaves the lamb. MARCH! https://youtube/watch?v=oZYpGTTODcQ
Posted on: Mon, 08 Dec 2014 11:49:37 +0000
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