Serenade Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Serenade



There was nightly [serenade] of month.
Therefore the magic was in the night.
This… The star jam white.
Which boredom it forms makes and sees.
Depending upon the deep irritation.
The Rose/bud, it was opened next, therefore waiting.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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