this is a place where bluebirds guard their nest
so much we know about this summer's height
a holiday is when we get no rest
at length we learn the meaning of this test
the clouds arrive to cut down the sun's bite
this is a place where bluebirds guard their nest
my task to see if youth has done its best
and words have been set down in order right
a holiday is when we get no rest
in duty and in work i acquiesced
the meaning of the signs is in the light
this is a place where bluebirds guard their nest
we have to play our cards close to the vest
assume that each of us is in this plight
a holiday is when we get no rest
day after day we have to produce zest
and say that what we do makes each life bright
this is a place where bluebirds guard their nest
a holiday is when we get no rest
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
04 July 2008
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