 | | 10/09/2011 02:03
Sur le blog Amy Nelson
to the pond with the swans and the swimming,
Good morning sweet friends (^.^) I'm sitting in the shade, below the May Tree.The crickets sing me to sleep, and the fields of song birds replace bedside clocks. The weather is as warm as freedom, and the grass is as soft as the new born's belly. I want to pick clover for my black dog, and stretch the good day's dimples. I want to fold pieces of summer into a fish bowl... or a jar made for jelly. I want to place it upon my bottom shelf, and use it for fodder everytime I catch those blues. In the season of nectar, I want to undress and run my dark wine through the meadow. More than anything, I want to understand the language of birds. The other day, a quite...
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