Oceans swell as lifestyle sells
The bare and barren truth lurks
An imagined Photoshop collage
Draws weary as deliveries stop
Where are you my dear old friend?
The one I knew so well as a child
Take me home…
to the birds that sing,
to the trees that whisper
and the flowers that bloom.
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 4:21 AM UTC
Oceans swell as lifestyle sells
The bare and barren truth lurks
An imagined Photoshop collage
Draws weary as deliveries stop
Where are you my dear old friend?
The one I knew so well as a child
Take me home…
to the birds that sing,
to the trees that whisper
and the flowers that bloom.
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