cacian
04-06-2013, 05:05 AM
it came and went
the moon the stars
the sky is image to a past
it flew it grew
the morning view
the trees feel closer to the true
it moved and slew
the sunhine blue
to bow the sun is purest hue
it dreamed and faint
the days of saint
the evening is a show of dates
it weighed and laid
the sound of hade
the echos of the said is wade
it turned and churned
the paper milled
the rivers tone up to the move of dace
it filled and rilled
the passage gild
the earth is rich and to the stilt
it came and went
the time the wave
the world is all eyes to abseils
the moon the stars
the sky is image to a past
it flew it grew
the morning view
the trees feel closer to the true
it moved and slew
the sunhine blue
to bow the sun is purest hue
it dreamed and faint
the days of saint
the evening is a show of dates
it weighed and laid
the sound of hade
the echos of the said is wade
it turned and churned
the paper milled
the rivers tone up to the move of dace
it filled and rilled
the passage gild
the earth is rich and to the stilt
it came and went
the time the wave
the world is all eyes to abseils