Thistles and WeedsA Poem by A.A.RomanczukI saw some thistles by the riverI was in tangles, thistles and weeds Thorns in my heart, thorns in my needs Your wide dark eyes were overgrown with weeds As I woke to a fading sun, I thought to myself Thistles and weeds, its all thistles and weeds You said I was your bonny rose, I thought to myself Thistles and weeds and prose I laughed as gaily as the Spring, I stuck you Full of thorns, it was all thistles and weeds Thistles and weeds, you should have known I would leave you to bleed, life you see Life is thistles and weeds
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Added on July 31, 2012Last Updated on July 31, 2012 AuthorA.A.RomanczukNJAbout“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde Feel free to check out my first publis.. more..Writing
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