For Tomorrow's Sake
44It is a day for tomorrow's sake,
a day for the covered porch,
to breathe sweet the cedar air,
benumbed by the soft, white droning
of the delirious and gentle rain;
to heal among the covered earth,
make peace and come to terms,
allow time to purge the wounded edge,
and lift the weight of wasted breath.
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terrowhite says:
11 months ago
Nice hub ! Thanks for sharing :)