across the yard the leaves shine brilliant gold
signs of a change that promises new life
the sun is bright although the day feels cold
across the times there's knowledge that's not old
but that we learn anew with each new strife
across the yard the leaves shine brilliant gold
sheep struggle to return to the warm fold
the shepherd plays upon his simple fife
the sun is bright although the day feels cold
plastic the tale though not the way it's told
the meaning can be cut through with a knife
across the yard the leaves shine brilliant gold
the facts are there although the case is sold
with worries and contentions the hall is rife
the sun is bright although the day feels old
we hold our anger see that it's controlled
we're in this thing together man and wife
the sun is bright although the day feels cold
across the yard the leaves shine brilliant gold
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
13 November 2006
the news frustrates and this is what we do
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