Aren't Our Wellsprings Forevermore Is All Fresh & PureA Poem by 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 I was running slow and then fro ze true to this © 2024 Robert Robbie Lord DudleyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 26, 2021 Last Updated on August 8, 2024 AuthorRobert 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 |