a shiver and the sight becomes a pain
we cannot estimate the value soon
such actions mark each as a simple loon
the clouds pass by but do not give us rain
some solitary voice will chant or croon
a shiver and the sight becomes a pain
the honest task's to go against the grain
that is a duty but it's a true boon
time passes slowly yet it's swiftly noon
a shiver and the sight becomes a pain
20 September 2007
glimpses of marbled sky
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