Sunday, March 8, 2009

In Spring Winter Dies

You may only reap what you sow
and this the young men know
so here in spring
they bring with their work
the blooms over the hills
with all their messy tangled vines
cover in thorn.
but the colour they cant help but
adorn.

Post Modern Verse

You sow the seeds of what can be
This is about a young man
Spring is here
They provide jobs
Flowers on the hill
Entangled in a messy all grapes
Are covered in thorns.
, The color of them, how to unable
to not care of Decorate.

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