Aren't Our Wellsprings Forevermore Is All Fresh & PureA Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
& why O' why do we kiss
& meanin' is this Dismiss'd Ways Then had been torn thru loss So we can close our un-shudderin' eyes out wide To space Spring To form so fragrant & O' the softest petals today illuminated a rainstorm O'er Heaven green reaches If-everso patiently furtherin' overhead Tryst to begin without gardens Nearest gentle hillsides after that Sweepin' far made it Whiles really weepin' afloat I sat I'm looking at a borin' sky in-depths This time Sears is upon my lips so let us go amongst there right away My head is a-layin' in Some-what warm grass Been to a-garden scene a-strollin' around Both loudly & softly I am there-in At bags At once Moments settin' out Walkin" away from such a day © 2023 Sir Robert Robbie Lord DudleyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 26, 2021 Last Updated on January 4, 2023 AuthorSir Robert Robbie Lord DudleyRiverside, NJAboutACROSS THE NIGHT'S SHINING ROAD COVERS ME, i'LL READ. Life, Thyme leeds rails rushes a begotten hold only copes oh, poetry a random ray of yellow light shining sky golden drops in fields trickles b.. more..Writing |