more than that with promises
that faded into silence.
i woke this morning the same,
a taste of autumn,
mists and biblical sheep
resting.
a new grave here,
a new grave near,
while all is growing,
there.
a cloud hangs in the valley
sbm.
more than that with promises
that faded into silence.
i woke this morning the same,
a taste of autumn,
mists and biblical sheep
resting.
a new grave here,
a new grave near,
while all is growing,
there.
a cloud hangs in the valley
sbm.