I have come to love a boy at last
A dandylion son, born
With an arrow in his eye
On that first day of battle
A willing child at the helm
To steer me through
the darkness of blind old age.
Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 11:26 AM UTC
I have come to love a boy at last
A dandylion son, born
With an arrow in his eye
On that first day of battle
A willing child at the helm
To steer me through
the darkness of blind old age.