Loving Paste Poem by Kevin Maroney
Loving Paste
What a fine day, as I sit and wait,
the droplets hitting the pavement.
What a lighted way, as I watch the bait.
The clouds, they tremble, catch my eye,
I can't turn away,
I cannot even try
For what's a tear in so much lovely waste?
What's a dear in so much loving paste?
Friday, October 7, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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