Oh, I saw my love go on alone
on a sky-blue morning.
life in a desert land:
A tent, fluttering in the
cooling breeze of evening.
I fall asleep with
growing patience.
Free
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
Oh, I saw my love go on alone
on a sky-blue morning.
life in a desert land:
A tent, fluttering in the
cooling breeze of evening.
I fall asleep with
growing patience.
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
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Poetry
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
Audrey Dawn
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
by Kelly L
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE
