evening bell's blog
In the my yard
in the my yard and around the house
constantly leads silent war
between catling called the Lily,
and a little dog called the Billy.
Who will be the star !?
and sit on the throne?
BIRDS
Somewhere on the road
From here, beyond
Light slowly loses lustre
Somewhere on the road
From here, beyond
Everything has some happy beginning
And all - some unhappy end
I know that you want to
Running in my dreams barefooted ,
In reply to the sun
In reply to the moon
In reply to the sky
So you motion through
My day 's,
My night's,
My dream's,
memorials lancastrian note-book
I’ve copied this from the chemistry note book
sky
green grass
green miscellaneous
and yellow Flowers
in lapel sky
summer
on the streets
empty
dog heat
does not have the usual crowd
the city living
with air-condition
on the balconies
only shorts… only breeches
just
parasols
and… and only cold water
We were her children.
She was me to me all
In memory of me beloved Mother
Feb. 16. 1998 - Feb. 16. 2008
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the moon is shining
I do not think that the days that have passed
In the soul, then had only aberration
Embraced the time comes
I love you in this time
How do we grow pillars years
Let song
Has to say let a song
By which people, people know
Has to say, awhile
Who all, I think, belong to
Has to say, for some time
And every time their burden.
But life goes and running hours
evening bell
evening bell,
depth soul flows any unrest
impacted the lantern
and runs some ordinary peace
but
nothing is as before
to me is weeping
soul sob
and the heart of
quiet house
the path of life
yes! I know only so much that
I wanted to vivid
my way ... was
Wind part of the game and butterflies
requesting by many precious
skies
and all the hardly sacrilege