24 November 2008

so now change

the autumn flower's not delicate of kind
but sturdy growth is what we most desire
a stunning smile then winter's stern attire
we must take on these are the goods we find
as times grow stern to our hard tasks we bind
so many wishes and we hope the choir
sings just as clearly as the days require
for all our visions now have left us blind
so much that's good has passed out of plain sight
into the dust where we cannot recall
just how to make what should matter suffice
but now fresh day has come out of the night
and there's no reason for a soul to stall
while double sixes come up on the dice

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