Not in the summer,
but all year do I love you,
'Let me count the ways...'
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Not in the summer,
but all year do I love you,
'Let me count the ways...'
Let me count the ways,
To drag back love from anger;
Not one without tears.
Nice.
Not one without tears;
No one drudging past sorrow
Has gone by dry eyed.
Has gone by dry eyed
Why you keep on pretending
Is a mystery
Is a mystery;
Like a full-fledged Nancy Drew:
My favorite kind.
Very nice, Same.Quote:
Originally Posted by samercury
My favorite kind
Cappuccino ice cream, oh
With chocolate bits
Thanks
With chocolate bits
Like them, life's precious moments
Are hard to obtain
Are hard to obtain;
Granite encrusted Ruby;
A Mother's rare peace.
A mother's rare peace
comes dripping slow; listen; hush;
The kids are asleep.
Heroes fight on to
Rescue, determination
Gilding their duty.
'comes dripping slow; listen; hush;'--that's so soothing.
The kids are asleep
In limp camaraderie
Possessing such dreams
Sorry, Robin.
Just make sure you follow the last line of the last Haiku. :)
Possessing such dreams
Psychic rudiments contend;
Gilding their duty.
Gilding their duty.
No life before one duty:
obligatory.
obligatory
work sure bore the pants off me
when ends the torture?!
When ends the torture?!
Aware of the unknown there
taunting you to seek..