Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Dont Forget This Morning
Gray skies, the color of freshwater pearls,
Cool and refreshing hours...
How can I make you last?
Gray skies the color of burnished silver,
Temperate, with flowers...
Slipping into the past.
Gray skies the color of arctic fox,
Celestial soothing powers...
Why must you flee so fast?
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