we find the absence filling us with fear
and cannot take the weight of all those stars
nature's raw night is more than we should bear
this is the time when we must cast off care
and not a single task our future mars
we find the absence filling us with fear
though chance and changes leave our feelings bare
depend upon it we shall break the bars
nature's raw night is more than we should bear
from time to time we give you a large share
and then expect you to face all the jars
we find the absence filling us with fear
some would have us see this as one more snare
and load our goods into the railway cars
nature's raw night is more than we should bear
leave me the oath and give me leave to swear
play a slow tune on all of your guitars
we find the absence filling us with fear
nature's raw night is more than we should bear
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
22 May 2008
just about ready
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