And as the rain came down
I sat
and felt
the changes
come
the ages
rinsing
over
me
I sat
and saw
exchange
of sun
for rages
rushing
up to
see
I sat
and cried
and rain came down
how strange
for one
with pages
still to
see.
I sat
and felt
the changes
come
the ages
rinsing
over
me
I sat
and saw
exchange
of sun
for rages
rushing
up to
see
I sat
and cried
and rain came down
how strange
for one
with pages
still to
see.
October 2nd, 2006 at 7:05 am
This is delightful, Stone. Another to read aloud.
What can I say without being too gushing?
Frankly, it doesn’t come any better.
I’m so impressed, I can’t begin to say.
November 13th, 2008 at 5:55 am
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