Sunday, September 11, 2005

Poetry: Fun

I meant to do my work today
but a brown bird sand in the apple tree
and a butterfly flitted across the field
and all the leaves were calling me
and the wind went sighing over the land
tossing the grasses to and fro
and a rainbow held out its shining hand
so what could I do but laugh and go?

- Richard LaGallienne

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