As Day
Some people live too close to homeA face on a nose plain as day
Others get lost
Wander away
To a life at sea
Lifeline
Lifetimes
So soon gone
Going on a journey
A trip in the fall
Flowering leaves
Widow grieves
Light is the sun
Thick as thieves
Ever curious I'm in a way
Some people live too close to home
A face on a nose plain as day
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-06-22 at 10:54
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