Sometimes

Reaching for childhood’s nest of gladness

January 20, 2012 • 10:32 am 0

flying

on a stretch of road

clean and dark grey

on my wheels i went

faster and faster

 

and then i flew

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And so it is..

And, though the shadow of a sigh May tremble through the story, For “happy summer days” gone by, And vanish’d summer glory— It shall not touch with breath of bale, The pleasance of our fairy-tale.

So says who

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