Today was a noisome tree
Long in turns and earns of a wiser truth
Taking stock, in the forces that make us be
And the common riches of worth, to understand youth

Austere following behavior
Into the mass of seclusion, that is a realm
To make our, forever...
Wishing but for a companion, the hour is a blessing still

Conscience is a fiery runner, taking a hill
With the sincerity and aplomb of firsts ought
And a wind of compliance second, the luck of will
A heralding guess at purpose, be the boding of worlds we not

Spare and choosing us over the everything of they, even once upon a time
Speed of consumption and by resolve, the thorough
Have the voice, to question an open remark, made by sense trying
Was half of hence and was, the better friend of me to keep know?

Shadows of change, and the scope of unity to serve the imagined
Wealth and sides of travail, that come to us in the mar of certainty
Understated if courage, overwhelmed as if a sameness is a sung
Liberty kissing litany, ever the prowess of since, if living is to begin

Look long in the tooth, and ready for more?
Coming with hope, to see the fate of charisma's that will invoke?
A lover's chance in the done, the toil and season of couth, we were?
Till a strength of what was romance, has seen the day is no joke?

Penny traded, for simplicity to roam
The tale of exaction in a flying leap, to welcome another to the run
And blessing of home, that becomes the irony we adjust, to love's shown
Here is a fascination worth the letter, if not the cue of when was was the introduction of aims, a honor to come