Give me the greening hedgerows
To lie against
Softer than my body
Content to recede
I would buy a dozen fields if I could
Green air
Give me the greening hedgerows
To lie against
Softer than my body
Content to recede
I would buy a dozen fields if I could
| Heart on Fire |
Thoughts, Stories, Poems
Un poème n'est jamais fini, seulement abandonné. A poem is never finished, only abandoned."Paul Valéry"
The Poetry of Emotion
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My Own Paradise: Life on Seven and a Half Acres
Serial Outlet 